The universe appreciated such nonchalance. A hefty asteroid weighing half the moon crept up to Earth's satellite. Moving at a monstrous speed, he entered the solar system almost perpendicular to the axis of its rotation, which surprised and astounded the scientific community. Without splashing out tons of dust and fog, as befits decent comets. Absorbing and almost not reflecting sunlight. Without illuminating the night sky with a beautiful fluffy tail. At tremendous speed, the space rogue flew exactly like the moon. The Earth’s long-time companion shuddered in surprise. She threw billions of tons of dust into space and reluctantly broke almost in two. The shock pulse was enough not only to destroy the satellite, but also to significantly adjust its orbit. For the first time in billions of years, the Moon turned to the Earth with a dark side, in every sense. Scattering tons of debris in all directions, she moved straight to the blue planet. Before the collision there was a little more than a week. But the consequences of a sudden change in gravity in Earth’s orbit began to appear in a few hours. And little seemed to anyone ...
My ship drifted alongside the moon toward the earth. The spectacle was both fascinating and frightening. Fully protected by extraterrestrial technology, I felt uncomfortable next to such a mass that was rapidly moving in space.
And I was exultant. We got what we deserve. For many years I dreamed it to happen. Humanity should not foul the universe with its presence. Having observed the moon, I headed towards the Earth, where the last days of the hated fellow tribesmen were coming to an end. The giant former satellite of the Earth covered half the sky, inspiring terror and awe of those who were still alive. Destructive tidal waves, on the first day destroyed all coastal cities. Swallowing salty water, dormant volcanoes revived. Even the earth's crust rose resentfully, giving rise to earthquakes that did not fit the usual measurement criteria. It was the real end of the world. Fire, tsunami, tornado, finished off the remains of people across the surface of the planet and they did not care about the price or functions in their smartphones, popularity on the Internet, the amount of money and the available power. All were equal. Element overtook everyone and indifferently destroyed.
I moved the ship to horizontal flight and cut circles in orbit of the home planet. Round and round, as if in a steep movie theater, I was witnessing an unfolding picture of extermination. Tectonic processes, processes of changing the landscape usually took millions of years. Now it could be observed for several days and even hours. And it was worth it!
Having seen it, I slowed down, somewhere over Siberia in Russia. My ship sailed like a ghost. Without making sounds, invisible, not only for instruments, but also for visual detection. Amazing car! From such a close distance one could see even more chaos. People running in horror. Abandoned cars. Sinking and falling buildings. Fires In the sky heaps of helicopters and airplanes. Mostly military. They stubbornly continued to fall people. Or not? I did not care.
Do not think. I have not experienced such gloating. I understood that besides adults and small children die and suffer down there. They have not had time to make adult mistakes. They still do not deserve such a death. I did not feel compassion for adults. And they and I deserve it all. Maybe one day I will interrupt my life too. But not today. Today I could and wanted to see what I dreamed of. And yet, I did not want to hurt people. I did not want the end of the world to be like that. The asteroid should have killed us all instantly.
A couple of people, holding hands, jumped from a high-rise building. Someone prays, sitting on the roof and raising his tear-stained face to the sky. Some family stood on the surviving patch. The father, his face gray with horror, embraced his wife and little daughter. It was visible tear-stained face girly. She seeks protection from her parents, but sees only impotence and fear in their eyes. A second later, they are covered with fragments of a fallen building. A strong wind throws a tree into the blades of a helicopter descending for landing. After a minute of desperate struggle for control of the pilot on the machine, the helicopter will fall to the ground. Military trucks scurry through the streets taking away the survivors. Pleas, shouts, moans and howls. Humanity is dying vilely and painfully, not wanting to preserve dignity even once in a lifetime.
Sullenly sitting in a chair, I drifted over the burning city. Perhaps I could help. But for what? Save a couple, three people? Maybe just children. But why? Establish a colony? Try to revive life on your own terms? Build the humanity that I want? Right? Ideological? One day to discover that people do not want to live well. It is enough for them to live better than others. With an even prosperity and a peaceful life, they very quickly begin to take for granted and if they do not submit toilet paper or a glass of water in time, they will make a revolution? For it is simply impossible to live in such unbearable conditions! And their leader asshole and freak snickering. People. Our evolutionary limitations. Our emotions. We just can not be happy and satisfied. Everything that we do from best intentions turns into shit. In the eyes of a bystander, we are just greedy locust. If we went out into space, the entire galaxy would have moaned, and then the universe. Not. Let it all end here and now.
Looking up from my thoughts, I noticed a lonely figure at the edge of the roof. Waving a limp hand, I approached the ship. It was a girlfriend. Disheveled hair, bright clothes, demonstrating the lack of taste. Well, or fashionable, how to look. Here I admit behind the times. She calmly looked at the dying city below and smoked, gently shaking the ashes down. There was no desperation or fuss in her gestures and posture. It was like an ordinary day. It did not seem that she was apathetically waiting for the end. Something other.
A little thought, I hung the ship half a meter above the roof, behind the girl’s back and went outside. Gray jumpsuit, gray short jacket. Quite a terrestrial view, if you do not look closely. He went to the fence on the roof and leaned a few meters away from the stranger and glanced at the horizon. The light of the sun did not reach the surface of the earth, completely blocked by the falling moon. Gloomy and oppressive purple light, gave numerous fires. As if in pictures depicting biblical hell. Having assessed the situation, I realized that before the destruction of the building on which the stranger stood, there were still about fifteen minutes. Looking at the girl:
“It's windy today,” I said evenly.
The girl shuddered and looked at me in surprise. She had amazingly beautiful eyes. Bright green, very expressive and full of experiences, without which one could obviously do without. Not possessing a striking beauty, she inexplicably attracted the eye with its microscopic flaws. I looked at her spellbound. She, in turn, looked me up and down and even turned her back to the city ...
quietly watching me. The cigarette in her hands burned brighter, and her plump lips released a thick ring of smoke.
- Also came to see the show? - The girl had a nice voice. Highly.
“Something like that,” I smiled at the corner of my mouth. He nodded toward the city, and deftly clicking a pack of cigarettes, knocked out a fragrant stick. These were special cigarettes. My ship persisted for a long time, until I realized what I wanted. I loved to light a cigarette with a cigarette lighter with real fire. That she burned and smoked. To flip the metal zippo lid. To remove cigarettes from a pack or a cigarette case. Set fire to. Smoke. But I did not like the smell of stinky ersatz of tobacco in modern cigarettes, and the present, if you think about it, too. I didn't need nicotine. I did not want to breathe in different pitches and other rubbish. I loved the process. And long live the technology of aliens! I had the most genuine and one hundred percent harmless cigarettes.
I got up close and looked behind the parapet. He let the smoke down and inhaled the air that smelled from the burning with his nostrils. The wind ruffled clothes and hair. The girl hesitantly turned, too, looking askance at me.
For a while we stood silently, looking at the dying city. The ash from the numerous fires was like gray snow. He settled on everything around. Fell on hair. The girl looked like him only when he touched her face. For the rest, she clearly didn't care. From my clothes, the ashes just slipped away, smearing only the hair on my head. It was possible to stand like this. But I saw that time was running out, and the stranger hooked me with something.
“So is it a colony?” Or am I just afraid to be completely alone? ”
“You regret it,” I waved my hand at what was happening.
- Hmm, - a short glance in my direction. - Maybe. But if you think about it, it's even better.
- From what?
- Fuck it all. Zadolbali - suddenly she threw a little thought.
I raised an eyebrow and interested, looked at the interlocutor again. Have I met a soul mate who will understand me. Here? On the verge of the death of my world?
- Someone specifically? Or all?
- Yes all! To hell with humanity! Brainless cretins. Greed. Lust. Malice. And one excuse for all: - What can I do? The world is as it is! I just live like everyone else!
“Irony,” I added, when I was convinced that the girl had finished speaking. - People, collective beings, but when really necessary, we can not move together as representatives of one species. Or maybe we are just lazy. Either useless and destructive rebellion, or silently tolerate and live a life that we do not like.
- I turned down, - she chuckled. And as for me - people are just assholes and we have no place in this world. Here is the universe and decided to get rid of us. Viciously flipping a cigarette on the butt, she sent him into the night. Slammed the empty tutu next to her. Crumpled and sent after the stub.
I gallantly offered her an open cigarette case.
“Strange cigarettes,” she said, turning the white tube with beautiful fingers. She lit a cigarette from my lighter and looked at me again.
- Yes, and you're strange, if you think.
“So it is,” I confirmed, without explaining my answer.
“Like steam, I smoke,” exclaimed the stranger a minute later. Is this a new vape
“Something like that,” I declined a direct answer.
Watching her, I realized that I would like to know this person better. I realized that close, it would be quite normal. And everything that she says and does, I saw and heard more than once or twice. But human non-rationality made me doubt.
- There is an option to get out of here, I said carefully, carefully watching the reaction of the girl.
- Where? - exclaimed the girl. Didn't notice that thing in the sky? The moon is called. And she flies right here. Nowhere to run. Even if we survive this — a wave of the hand on the city — we will still die tomorrow or a week later.
- Right. There are no more safe places on Earth. But you see. I am not from Earth.
Wide open eyes. An incredulous and evaluating new look, lingers on the details of my clothes. On a cigarette, which for some reason does not decrease when smoking. On clothes that are not covered with ash and soot.
- Alien what?
I glanced at the burning city. Time was running out. I gave the command to remove the disguise from the ship. His huge carcass materialized and hung over our heavy boulders.
“Fig, this is a flying saucer,” exclaimed the dugout, enthusiastically looking at my ship.
- Yeah. Plate. And she flies. Ride? - I just asked.
- To-where?
- There. Straight into the sky and further into space. I was silent for a second, patiently waiting for her answer. - I think we lived on this planet enough. Maybe it's time to live somewhere else and see a little more?
I confidently moved inside the ship. I got up in the gateway, patiently waiting. Dugout uncertainly trampled on the spot. Looked around. I decided something about myself and moved behind me.
I walked along the light corridor and flopped into a chair, giving the mental command to grow another one next to me. The girl went to the brightly lit bridge. Smooth and almost inaudible hum of the climate control system. Soft and cozy light. Beautiful chairs. Unusual room design. Strange appliances. All this contrasted strongly with the hell that was once the Earth and is now unfolding on the viewing screen.
“Sit down,” I gently asked, seeing the shock on the face of the sudden guest.
Dugout, lostly looked around, slowly and very carefully moving along the wheelhouse. During this time, I was able to evaluate her figure. She was slim and athletic. Dressing her in the same costume as mine, but only for women and will be just a sex bomb. What to hide. I have been deprived of female society for quite a while. Too long.
- What is your name, by the way? - Belatedly I asked.
- Dasha - she replied and finally sank into a chair, feeling the upholstery. As if trying to figure out if this is a dream.
- Very nice. Andrew, I said. Go?
Dumb nod. Come for the answer.
The building below us suddenly shuddered, as if from a blow, and fell down, folding like a house of cards. The ship hung in the sky. Dasha oyknula nikla to the screen watching the process of destruction under us.
“We are on time,” I calmly commented on what was happening and gave the command to start. The ship famously pulled out of place, but did not press us into the chairs, which made it seem that we were just sitting in the chairs and looking at the screen.
- This is all not real? Yes? - Dasha estimated incredulously, - pinching her arm.
- No overload during acceleration? At first, I also doubted. It turned out this is all cool technology. So cool that they look like magic. Maybe people have grown to such once, if garbage did not suffer, - I added. However, it is easy to impress a girl, especially when you have such a cool car. Looks like I needed it. Someone who can appreciate it all. Another consequence of stupid human emotions.
We flew low over the ground, smoothly skirting obstacles and relief. The mountains. Rivers. Seas. Dying in the agony of the city. Again the sea. Waterfalls of water. Lava waterfalls. Clouds of birds in the sky. Mad tornadoes. The terrible force of the wind, tearing the roofs of houses. Kilometers of destruction and suffering of a dying world. Dasha completely silent. She slowly twisted her head around. The cockpit was completely transparent. With the exception of small areas with devices, gave an overview through the roof and through the deck. The spectacle is oppressive.
I understood that the girl had not yet fully mastered herself and got used to the idea that the threat of inevitable death had disappeared. It was necessary to give her this to be sure. For a second we pierced thick clouds and flew into orbit. Black space. Bright sun. Deformed Moon. And below us is still a dazzlingly beautiful planet.
I turned off the gravity and crying in surprise, Dasha clung to the armrest. I deftly hovered over the chair, in the lotus position, slowly drifting over it like a Buddhist ...
monk. The girl helplessly clutched at the chair, but her legs climbed to the ceiling disobediently.
- Do not be afraid. All is well. I wanted you to make sure. This is reality. We are in space. In this ship it is easy to believe that it is not.
Dugout nodded uncertainly, making even more, turned at an angle uncomfortable for her. I watched her and with the utmost courtesy, turned her into a more usual pose, over the chair.
- That's better? The main thing is not to make sharp movements. Like you're under water. Slow and calm. Like this.
A few minutes later, I smoothly returned gravity and the girl gratefully pressed herself into the chair with her whole body, tightly gripping the armrests in case of a repetition.
- Well done. I thought you were going to be sick - I said not very tactfully.
- It would be what. I haven't eaten since the evening, ”she dismissed, continuing to devour the panorama of space in front of me.
We were silent.
“We still have time,” I said quietly. About thirty minutes before the collision. So far, you can eat. What do you say? I realized that it sounded crazy and very indifferent towards the Earth.
- I do not want to eat. And maybe I want - thinking, added the girl. Brutally want. I haven't eaten since morning. Not before it was.
- I understand, I answered calmly. This is stressful. Now have a snack, and then we'll see.
Dasha ate quickly but gently. I lazily chewed some fruit, looking now at her, then at the panorama of space. Not every day you see such a sight. Crushing to pieces, the Moon looked less like a ball. Although her evolution by eye was almost invisible. Long prominences of dust and debris stretched from the moon to the earth. Earth eagerly pulled gravitational arms to death.
- Can we do something? - Belatedly asked the girl.
- The ship is small. But maybe we could save a few people. But why?
- Why did you save me?
- Why would YOU want to save someone? - I left the answer.
- I do not know. “It’s somehow cruel and wrong, or something,” she said uncertainly.
“Anyway, it's too late,” I answered slowly.
The moon flew by. The explosion was just monstrous power. Majestic and grand. Not the Death Star blast in a movie. More scale. More realistically. The moon broke the side of the planet. In the place of impact, the planet was covered with complex-shaped fractures visible from space, filled with a red glow. The blast wave from the impact site began to diverge to the sides, like circles on water. After, many more hours, lifeless planetoids squeezed into each other, like passionate lovers. Opening our mouths in amazement, we continuously watched this fascinating and impressive spectacle.
What did I feel? Sadness and pain? Little. But it was a logical outcome. Another civilization has not managed to get into distant space. Knowing people. It could be said that it is for the best. We would infinitely extrapolate the methods of colonization of new territories in Earth history to the entire universe. Would build cities. Would inhabit them. Would consume the planet before dry and flew on. For the sole purpose. Destroy and devour. Maybe sometime. Very, very soon. We would become beings of a different order. Dreamers. Travelers. Kind and strong. Driven forward by the unquenchable thirst for knowledge and contemplation of the whole universe. But alas. The universe was indifferent. Either you were able to get a chance to become such a creature, or you disappeared into the icy emptiness of space, making room for other, more successful species.
Dasha was crying. Quiet and silent. Still, she is a good person. Better than me. My eyes were dry and there was emptiness in my soul. The girl silently went to her cabin and disappeared there, for the whole day. I sent her breakfast, lunch and dinner, but did not disturb my attention. I had the opportunity alone to observe how my house is slowly turning into a new asteroid belt around the sun.
In the morning, the girl just left her cabin and looked at me a little guiltily.
- missed?
“I got used to being alone,” I began. He looked into Dasha’s eyes and added a little.
- Good. I think I came to my senses. Tell all! A shy and charming smile flashed on her face, which pleasantly touched something inside of me.
- Hmm. Well, let's start with a small excursion, - I replied getting up from my chair.
The ship was an ellipsoid, about a hundred meters in diameter. If necessary, the form could slightly change, in the part that did not threaten the crew and equipment on board. Felling in the front. Propulsion system in the rear. From the cabin through the entire ship, a long wide corridor. Two cabins opposite each other. And a few empty rooms in case of an increase in the number of passengers or cargo. Large hall or saloon. Stock. Engine compartment and gateway. It's simple. Nothing extra. If you think it was a space yacht. Fast, comfortable and beautiful. Interior finish - maximum white gloss, maximum smooth bends. Minimum angles and sharp planes. Bluish luminous stripes that highlight openings and doors. Holographic signs. The abundance of soft white light in all corridors and rooms. I spent quite a lot of time customizing the interior to suit my taste.
We went to Dasha's cabin and I began to acquaint her with devices that provide comfort and life.
- The room obeys the voice and, if necessary, mental commands. I recommend to start with a voice. It's easier. I waved at the tablet lying on the table. Here I put the main teams, what is called and what is it for. Study if necessary. You can change anything. The ship, as it were, grows the necessary furniture where you need it and what you need. More complex instruments and mechanisms can be made in the main replicator. He stands in the mess. His little brother is on this wall. Let me show you how it works:
- Go! Take measurements with our guest and make a standard team suit - I said out loud.
Dasha stood nearby, looking around in bewilderment. Apparently expecting something to happen now. But everything was even simpler.
“Done, captain,” said a pleasant female voice with light metallic notes.
- Thank. I opened the hatch in the wall and took the order, passing the gray-fitting jumpsuit to the girl. The same as I was wearing, but a little more fitting where necessary.
- It provides thermoregulation and protection. In it, you can be in open space for ten minutes, then the battery will sit down and the field will turn off. The helmet is not provided here. Suit like your second skin. I go in it all the time, no problem. But if you wish, you can order less practical outfits. If you wish.
“It looks pretty,” Dasha confirmed. She stood in the center of the room. She gave me a strange look and suddenly began to change clothes. She threw off a bright red jacket, a yellow T-shirt, remaining in a beautiful black bra. Without waiting for me to leave the room and did not hesitate at all, the girl threw him off to the floor. I was slightly taken aback by what is happening. But do not forget to appreciate the magnificent third size breasts. Neat nipples. Smooth tan all over the body, without a trace of a swimsuit. Flat, slightly muscled tummy. Smooth aesthetic navel. Dasha continued to undress, not at all embarrassed me. Moreover. She obviously wanted me to watch. There was some hidden purpose. It was a challenge! Maybe she wanted to surprise me with something? Maybe this is just shock and stress? Or such a rough tackle? What are we ashamed to think?
Decorative wide belt flew down. The denim short skirt fell to the floor and was thrown to the side by a slender leg. They are followed by thin panties flying, exposing a large such member ... For several seconds I looked at the hefty Dashi unit.
- Well, how? Did not expect this? Dasha, carefully followed my reaction and direction of the look. What!? Thought to find a whore on Earth? Thought in gratitude, will I please you on your ship? And I have a dick here! - the girl smiled angrily. ..
Not too late. You can fly there, wave your hand in the direction of the cabin. Bring yourself a normal one. Anyone will do anything for this ...
It took me a few seconds to realize and appreciate everything. During this time girl / boyfriend? I could still say a lot of things, which I would later regret. And still need to save face. I'm a brave captain, damn it.
Looking calmly into her eyes, I answered.
- The earth perished irretrievably. No survivors. The orbital station was destroyed by debris. So you and I are the last representatives of humanity. - About your salvation ... In vain. No need to think so about me. I am much worse. I was not going to save anyone at all. It was a minute rush. Strange and irrational. But I do not regret, - I added with pressure, looking straight into the eyes of my involuntary fellow traveler. - I do not know who are you. Boy or girl. I do not care. You're just a random person whose behavior in such circumstances surprised me. Or maybe I belatedly realized that I was not ready for loneliness. I do not know. No matter how I despise people. I will be glad if you join me as part of the crew. And I didn’t hold it in my thoughts, in such a strange way to satisfy my sexual needs, - I added quietly and stopped talking.
Dasha stood proudly in the middle of the room, but her determination and aggressiveness quickly declined. Her cock hung quietly between her legs. Moreover, he looked organically, completely alien to such a beautiful, feminine body. It was unusual. I have already seen transvestites in reality and on video. Without processing by graphic editors and operations on the vocal cords, they could not bear comparison with real girls and a couple of minutes. With beautiful all the more. Dasha was unique in this regard.
“My offer is valid,” I added. I am ready to take you to the team. But, if you change your mind or change your mind. I can take you wherever you say, ”I added.
Dasha, looked around and slightly guiltily lowered her eyes, suddenly realizing that she was standing completely naked in front of a dressed man. I gallantly gave her a jumpsuit, keeping calm and politely keeping eye contact.
“Forgive me, this is how it all fell on you,” I said as softly as possible. - And the death of the whole planet and I with my ship and space. But you understand that there was no time for delicacy and long acquaintance ... In general. I'll be in the wheelhouse. Come as you decide. Having clearly turned on his heels, I quickly withdrew, loudly imprinting the shoes on the floor.
Dasha entered the wheelhouse pretty soon. She sat down modestly ... or sat down. Still, she was not like a guy. On Earth, they did not seem to be able to do such operations so well. Although ... who knows? Again behind the times of life?
We were silent for a few minutes. I pretended to study instrument readings.
“Sorry,” she snapped. I misunderstood your motives. You do fucking understand if you honestly. All so mysterious.
- I agree. - I nodded, - and not offended. You have the right to behave this way. Given the circumstances - you are a model of adequacy and endurance. Not sure I would have done better.
I calmly looked at the girl from head to toe. Gray suit sat on her great. Emphasizing all the virtues. The model was female, one can even say excessively female. After all, I craftily made changes at the stage of creation. Therefore, a member of the girl too bulging, tightly fitted with elastic material. It looked weird. But it would not seem repulsive. I have already managed to see everyone in the universe. Or maybe this long abstinence affects my tastes? Who knows. Wait and see.
- Breakfast?
- With pleasure, - Dasha smiled.
Let's look beyond the horizon?
Dasha, finished and lay back on the couch. He spread his legs wide apart, again showing me his penis through the fabric of the jumpsuit. She looked at me searchingly for a few seconds. As if deciding whether to believe me or not?
“I'm twenty-five,” she said softly. There is no family. No parents. Grew up in an orphanage. And yes. I'm a girl from birth. I'm not a guy who decided that he was born in the wrong body and all that. I would like to put an end to this issue immediately. I'm glad you reacted calmly to my appearance. In gratitude I will spare you from doubts. I have real boobs. And even the womb is. I was, ”she added, frowning. And this ... - she pointed to her penis. I was very young. Young and stupid. And the type that spotted me and “sat down on my ears” well convinced me that I needed it. In fact, as you know, it was his personal fetish. However, at my disposal were all imaginable wonders of surgery, cosmetology and hormone therapy. Before the very cool doctors set the task, leave me a girlfriend, but attach a member. They did it one hundred percent. Perhaps helped my young age. At the time of the operation, I was barely eighteen. The member works like a man. There was no rejection or death of tissues. And hormone therapy allowed to preserve femininity and the riser in the morning in one bottle. The devil knows how they did it. - I even liked it for a while. After a pause, she added: - This is convenient. Easier to take care of yourself. Hygiene and all that. Well, you yourself know ...
She paused again, looking somewhere inward. - When this freak, played enough with his new "toy", I bored him. He just threw me out of his life. Without education, without money and prospects. I tried to trade the body, but somehow it is not mine. Then she starred in porn. People like me are unique, you know. She earned not so bad.
I listened carefully. Any comments were superfluous at the moment. The girl wanted to speak out.
- Of the friends - only boys with operations and girls. Former guys, for the most part, just jealous. It quickly became clear that friends in our business are just a word. Marry, too, especially no one called. You understand. Not only is a member. So also the turbulent past. Public, turbulent past. From the Internet, you will not erase anything. There were, of course, all sorts of freaks. They tried to look after. But a month later they ran off. I don’t know what they wanted from me there and what they fantasized about. I continued to work in the porn industry. In due course somehow thoughts of a usual life ceased to disturb. Not so it is necessary, if you think about it. Especially in our shitty world. Sap less money. I thought about quitting porn, but then there was a universal tryndets. In general, everything has become irrelevant.
I paused, waiting for the continuation.
- Do you like girls or boys more? I clarified calmly.
- No difference. In sex, for me there are no restrictions, if you are about this. In the porn industry there is no modest. And brakes too. All you can that look. And now even more so do not care. Tell me about yourself. Who the hell are you?
I fidgeted in the chair, putting my foot by foot.
- I am human. If you about it. Born on Earth. In Russia. I'm thirty-five. Usual life. Job. Office. Boredom. There is no family. Then something happened. Maybe I'll tell you later. Now I do not want ... - This ship is a gift from the representatives of a very powerful race. It can move almost instantly to any distance. We can travel with you to the edge of the universe and back and forth again. I am not kidding. Well, or I can land you on a habitable planet and go my own way.
- Here's another. I'm with you, - Dasha started. You have intrigued me. Though you sometimes talk like a robot. I'm sorry. - Yes, and what will I do there? One on a whole planet? Become a cave monkey? Your plan suits me completely.
“Glad,” I replied calmly. Again, fidgeted in the chair. I have no plans for the near future. I wanted to give you time to get used to the situation. Examine the ship. Take a course on survival in space flight.
- Hmm. This is the way yes. We are in fucking space, ”exclaimed the girl. And I can't even swim. Not that drive in weightlessness.
- Exactly. Watch an introductory course from Go. Then I will show you how to use space suits and other equipment.
Dasha read the armrests of the chair and looked around ..
on the sides and suddenly her eyes lit up.
- Listen. So can we even get to Mars? Right now? On this ship?
- Mmm. Well yes. Somewhere in twenty minutes. Maneuvering inside planetary systems, forces to be careful. Such are the features of the internal drive. I did not begin to be clever and remind that just a few minutes ago, I described the opportunity to fly to the edge of the universe. Apparently the whole depth of the opening opportunities simply did not reach the girl. So much the better for me and for her. About how many wonderful discoveries are being prepared by the spirit of enlightenment ... - I think the last words, said aloud.
- What you said?
- Yes, yes. I remembered here. Never mind.
- Well, flew then? To mars? - the girl smiled charmingly.
I tactfully missed the girl ahead.
- You can immediately to the gateway, but I think you will like to watch the landing.
- You ask, she exclaimed and cheerfully walked into the wheelhouse.
I just fell behind, watching her beautiful figure. Frankly, I was glad she was a girl. Men, even the former did not attract me in any way.
We settled in the wheelhouse and I gave the command to start. Navigation was subordinated to the onboard AI or something like that. Live it was or not, I did not understand. But he gave him the name Go in honor of his beloved once computer game. In front of me a sphere materialized, depicting the space nearest to the ship. Go conveniently scaled the image of the solar system so that it fits in the area before your eyes. I chose Mars. written for sexytal.com Image approached. With light movements of my fingers, I turned it in different directions and found what I was looking for. A double push set the landing point and its parameters. That's all. The ship began to accelerate. Our dying world quickly disappeared from the screen. Mars, from a bright point, right before his eyes began to turn into a planet. Of course, we did not observe the flight directly. The screen shows a highly corrected reality. Therefore, we did not see stars smeared into lines and other effects of transition from one space to another.
- This is tin. I still can not get used. Like a computer game, - Dasha admired.
“Agreed,” I began. Listen, this is really a problem. - Go!
- Yes captain?
- Could you add an imitation of the sound of the engine. Let it increase and decrease during acceleration and deceleration.
- Done captain. Choose an acceptable volume level and sound type.
In the cabin there was a gradually increasing howl. Dasha and I chose a suitable sound scheme.
- Save this option Go.
- Yes, captain. Activate the circuit now?
- Come on.
The cabin was filled with an even, pleasant hum, still growing. The ship was approaching Mars.
“It has become more ... tangible, perhaps,” Dasha nodded.
“It’s a pity I didn’t guess earlier,” I lamented. The girl on the ship bachelor ...
The satellite of Mars flashed and now the red planet completely closed the view. We made a half turn around the equator and began to decline. After another couple of minutes the ship touched the surface.
Smiling at each other, we moved to the gateway.
“Since you are a female student and didn’t attend the course, I’ll briefly introduce you to a heavy spacesuit,” I said reproachfully. If you think about it, it will be even clearer. Immediately secure the material. But still, read it at your leisure. It can save your life once.
“Good, good,” the girl said. Show the same. Mars is waiting.
Over gray overalls, we wore bright white heavy suits. I designed them myself, based on the highest protection costume left over from previous owners. Go report that the costume protected the wearer even in the mouth of the erupting volcano for thirty minutes. Could fly, swim and even shoot. On Mars, we do not need all this, and I temporarily turned off all combat functions.
Gateway has opened. Dasha froze in place. Enthusiastic interjections raced in the radio. I gallantly missed the girl ahead. She gently touched the surface of the planet, as if trying water on the beach.
- How was it ... one small step for a man and a big race for humanity ?!
“Yeah, something like that,” I nodded. There was something else about Mr. Gorsky, but that’s another story. Congratulations on your arrival on Mars, Dasha!
You can fly in different worlds. Land on the planet. But awareness of the reality of what is happening gives exactly gravity. Nothing is so confusing and does not excite the body, as the change in its own weight. Lightness in the whole body. Not weightlessness, but it is lightness. You start to act like a child. See how I can! Throw stones? See how far! Waving hands and kicking the dust under your feet watching her unusually slow subsidence. Lift weights Push up on one hand.
This is what we did. Especially lucky with the weather. The dust settled almost all. Visibility was just beyond the limit. The ship sat ten meters from the edge of a giant crater. Actually, I was looking for him when choosing a place to land. I have already landed on Pluto, Mercury and even Venus. But looking at the enthusiastic passenger, unwittingly succumbed to her mood and stopped behaving too restraint. For a while we fooled around and had fun.
- Come on. I will show something interesting, - I called the girl and we moved to the goal.
The ship sat next to a giant crater. We went to its edge and looked down. What is the Grand Canyon? Here is the scale! Here are the sizes!
- Fig se - admired Dasha.
- Something about 2500 meters in diameter. Schiaparelli or something like that. Well, in fact, we can not see it all. Too far.
- Tin. Simply space. Dasha jumped up and slapped me on the shoulder. This is the coolest thing I've seen in my life, Andrew.
I was flattered by her admiration and delighted mood.
- Look, as I can, - I picked up the girl by the waist and we hung over the edge of the crater.
Dasha screamed and clutched at me with both hands. Her helmet visor boomed against mine.
- Do not be afraid. All is well. Everything's under control. Your suit also knows how to fly.
- Fool. It is necessary to warn, the girl answered in a frightened way. But she timidly turned her head and looked down. The sun was rather low, casting a giant shadow on the bottom of the crater. Therefore, right below us and almost hundreds of meters further was almost impenetrable darkness. As if we were hanging in space. From such a breath away from anyone.
- Sorry. I did not think - I answered guiltily. But I was pleased to squeeze Dasha in his arms. Our eyes met and Dasha looked right into my soul. There was an awkward silence.
And my imagination immediately scrolled in my head a script for the near future.
We silently went to the gateway. Silently removed heavy suits. I turned to the wall to hang the helmet on the wall, and when I turned around, Dasha was standing nearby. Very attentively looked straight into the eyes. I met her gaze. She grabbed the back of my head and greedily covered my mouth with hot lips. My cock almost exploded in my pants. My heart slammed into my chest and began to throb somewhere under the Adam's apple. We fiercely and eagerly kissed. Embraced. Closely clinging to each other. Hands on the machine unzipped, snapped off, torn off and removed the details of clothing. A member of Dasha crossed with my tight phallus. It was extremely unusual. - Who will fuck anyone, - a crazy thought flashed through my head.
We burst into the mess room. Dasha backed away. I directed. She fell on the couch, dragging me along. I lifted my legs up. Her big dick plopped hard on his stomach. The hole of the anus openly opened. I had no choice. I put my droning dick, right in the center of this plump ring and pressed. Dasha closed her eyes, bit her lip and immediately relaxed when I fell deeper. Inside it was hot and cramped. Fifth girl slapped me on the buttock and squeezed her, prompting to action. I entered all the way and languidly pressed ..
whole body to a hot girl. I felt her belly burning hot and throbbing member. She wrapped her legs around my waist. Persistently pressed all over. Deftly sit down on my dick. I held her back. Her plump nipples scratched my chest. My lips greedily grabbed her lips, her tongue penetrated my mouth.
I fucked her ass. Right under the member. I looked at her erect member. Cuddled to him. Rub on his stomach. It was so wrong for me. So forbidden. So weird. But who will judge me? All over the world there is no one left. Literally no one who can somehow appreciate what we are doing. Absolute freedom! Ecstasy and euphoria. I squeezed a hot cock in my hand. I felt its powerful pulsation, density and size. Lever to control pleasure. And I began to masturbate the girl! Her cock! I knew from my eyes and breath what to do and when. I imagined what I would do myself at this moment. What felt. And acted.
I do not think that I did everything perfectly, but she finished for a moment before me. Her cock shuddered and splashed a violent, hot stream of sperm in her face and chest. The same, I did, right inside her ass. I did not let go of her phallus until it was completely exhausted. My hand was sticky from sperm. Without taking out my penis, I fell down on the girl and we slid off the sofa onto a soft carpet ...
... I hardly shook off my obsession. Dasha said something to me. She ran on the neighboring slopes. I asked something from Go. And I sat, as if stunned and with a silly smile, was watching the girl. Am I in love? Or is it just sperm toxicosis?
To infinity and beyond!
Our ship was named Terra. In memory of the perished homeland. For some time we remained on the surface of Mars and decided what to do next. I sat freely in the chair of the “captain”, throwing my legs at the nearest equipment stand, looked at the socks of my boots and girl. Dasha walked from corner to corner and enthusiastically described her feelings from being on a red planet. Behind the "window" was a desolate landscape. The perimeter of the mess room was equipped with a circular viewing screen. This created the feeling that you were sitting in an open arbor right on the surface of Mars. The girl stopped and leaned on the fence, considered the landscape around us.
“Funny,” she said, with a hint of sadness in her voice. I never thought that I could get into a deep space. There were foolish dreams, to save money and get as a tourist to the orbital station or even to the moon. But somehow it did not happen. And now I'm on Mars! On Mars itself! But on the moon I can not get with all the desire.
I admired the girl and almost listened to what she said. Go to her from behind. Hug. Cuddle up to this juicy ass. Kiss behind the ear ...
- I'm thinking about the fact that you and I are the last representatives of a whole civilization. “We need to be put in the galactic Red Book,” I said hoarsely, in order to somehow get away from the seductive thought.
- Hmm. You're right. This is both sad and solemn. The latter, of its kind! - Dasha said slowly, holding her head high.
- According to some scientific theories, man is the erecting logical development of living and rational protein forms of life. You and I will have time to make sure of this. Maybe we will even find very close relatives.
- Dora the explorer. It seems there was such a cartoon or program as a child, ”the girl laughed.
- Right. There was one, - I grinned.
- Listen. And this bridge reminds me of something, ”the girl suddenly exclaimed.
“So it is,” I replied, and looked expectantly at my companion.
The girl walked in a circle. Thoughtfully and more intently looking at the interior from different angles. Then she stood in front of me and exclaimed.
- Star way!
- I guess. I tried to recreate it as I could from memory. Apparently it happened.
“It turned out great,” Dasha praised, I watched him just the other day. Well, where are we going. Captain ... Kirk?
“There, where no man has gone before,” I answered solemnly. - So, anywhere, taking into account the incredible success of mankind in space exploration, - I added with irony.
“Maybe this one like her, Alpha Centauri?”
“There is a snag,” I scratched my head. The fact is that the astronomer from me is so-so. I am a resident of a big city. The starry sky was seen only in the distant childhood. Especially the constellations did not remember. I just do not know where this Alpha Centauri is.
- Dasha looked at me incredulously. - And how are you going to travel without knowing it? And how did you travel before that? ...
If I said so, then further dialogue would quickly knock me off the aura of the "steep stellar captain." I still did not want to part with him. I looked appreciatively at Dasha, at the same time feverishly wondering what to do. How to explain to her that everything on the ship does Go?
“And she has a map of the universe studied. Very detailed I must say. That's just the names there do not coincide with the Earth maps. What do I know about Alpha Centauri? It seems to be the nearest star to us ...
- Go!
- Yes captain?
- Course for the nearest star!
- The nearest star system consists of three stars, the captain. What to choose as a goal? A star map and an unfamiliar solar system unfolded in front of me. Two bright stars and a red dwarf.
“Hmm, - how stupid I am. Well, I do not remember anything about the stars and constellations. ”
- Let's choose the one where there are planets, I said. The star chart has shifted, displaying a brown and seemingly lifeless planetoid with brief information: weight, size, rotational speed, and so on. Life is not detected. This was the most important parameter. But damn it. It was necessary to start somewhere?
- I propose to choose a planetoid in the orbit of the nearest star. - Here we go right here.
- The course is laid. Estimated time of arrival, one hour and 2 minutes on VKV. I am waiting for a decision.
- What does VKV mean? - Dasha asked, - silently watching my pathetic attempts to portray the captain. Or maybe she did not understand anything. Her face was unaware.
“Shipable time,” I replied. “At least I know something” - Very cool technology. I was justified. Allowed to travel in space, completely without understanding it.
- So you can be killed, - wise Dasha slyly squinted.
- You're right. Need to be careful. It will be necessary to refresh the course on space navigation from Go.
- I fully support, delicately uttered Go. I also add that the destination of our ship is unlimited travel. They also imply a complete lack of navigational skills in the crew.
- Eh. People would have such technologies, ”Dasha said. Then she paused, silently looking off to the side.
I preferred not to go to the girl at that moment. Mentally gave the command to start. Terra rushed from the spot, directly to the star that was desired and forever inaccessible to humanity.
Hell
“Not so I imagined this place,” it sounded dully in my head. If you think about it, then in general could not imagine. While living on Earth. But while they were flying, they imagined everything.
Dasha slowly walked on the dusty surface of the planet in the shadow of the ship. She knelt down and gathered the glove in the glove. Slowly sifted through his fingers.
“I was afraid to fly here,” I added quietly.
- Why? The mirror visor of the helmet turned towards me.
I walked along the side of Terra and out of its shadow. The huge sun disk seemed to hang overhead. Prominences were visible to the naked eye. Too close. Too hot. Too dangerous.
“A dream must remain a dream,” I sighed. It can not be reached or touched. An evil kick on the ground raises a handful of dust that quickly settles back.
The only planet in the system of three stars, and also on the verge of death. I believe the others have already disappeared, torn by gravitational fields or by some other factors. The old dream and hope of all mankind was ...
not much more interesting than lifeless Mercury.
- There are more hospitable worlds in the universe, I know for sure. But not to go here, we could not. This is sobering, I added. I took one last look at the lifeless crimson desert around and climbed onto the ship. - I will go better coffee I will drink. There will be a desire, join, we will think at the same time where we will move further.
- Good. I will stay here. A little more, ”Dasha replied sadly, holding me with a pensive look, which I, of course, could not see.
The end of loneliness
I woke up, visited the toilet, washed, did the exercises, and flashed into the breakfast room. From the clothes on me was only a slight contented smile. Member was also glad to morning. But the surprise of Dasha knew no bounds. She studied the tablet, dangling long legs from the back of the chair and swinging them in time with the music.
- Is it now our way? Can you wander around the ship naked?
“Sorry,” I exclaimed and hurried to my cabin for clothes.
Returning in full form, I took a cup of coffee and smiled apologetically at the girl.
- Sorry. I’ve been alone here for two years. Not yet accustomed to a guest on board. Apparently not fully awake.
- Well I do not know. Your friend woke up very much, - Dasha did not let me down, - she smiled broadly.
- How would the morning. Yes, - at random I replied. I could not get out of the situation beautifully and with dignity.
- Come on. What. I also have in the morning, - the girl took pity. What are we going to do today?
I took a sip of coffee, regaining my relatively deadpan look.
- Yes, whatever. If you have already seen enough lifeless planets and stars, you can visit the inhabited sector.
- Ie, in space there are habitable ones, and then they didn’t immediately fly there?
“You wanted Alpha Centauri,” I said simply and bit off a sandwich.
- Right, - Dasha paused. What irony. If people, where they flew, the first thing to the nearest star. And then a bummer. Dasha watched me eat. And suddenly she asked: “And where do you get terrestrial food from?”
- I made a stock. Mostly coffee and spices. They will be really hard to get with time. The rest is a copy in the replicator - a mixture of terrestrial products and protein mass. Again alien technology.
- And a lot of food is placed on our boat?
“Sublimation compression technology or something like that,” I replied. In general, the earthly food we have for two years. I believe that during this time we will find where to replenish stocks with more interesting samples. And then the pure protein-carbohydrate mixture quickly bored.
- It's good. But it has only now completely reached me how far we are from the house, which, moreover, is not at all.
I said nothing. I finished breakfast and went to my cabin. It seems I forgot there cigarettes. Dasha silently moved behind me.
- Knock Knock. Can I visit you?
“Come in,” I replied, a little surprised at such curiosity. On the other hand, I was in her cabin. The return visit is logical.
The girl slowly walked through my lair. Carefully studying the situation and probably making some conclusions.
I went to the exit so as not to interfere and watched her. Rather admired and completely forgot about the photo.
Dasha came across a photo that interested her and took a frame from the table.
- Who is this? She asked simply.
“Fay. Goddess. An unearthly creature. Unearthly beauty. Cold and indifferent. Passionate and insidious. Smart and playful. Mysterious alien from the planet Voltran. Who is she to me? Even after so many years, my heart sank when I looked at her. Perfection and grace itself. The photo did not convey half of her image. This girl totally surpassed all earthly women that I knew. She saved me and showered gifts, obeying a minute whim or kindness? Or because she liked me? I do not know. How to explain all this to Dasha?
- This is the mistress of the ship. He is her gift, like this photo - I answered dryly out loud.
- Stunning girl. Though an alien, ”Dasha commented and quietly withdrew.
I stood in the silence of the cabin. - Offended? It looks like it. But why? The first days after the meeting with Fay, I didn’t find a place for myself. Now it has subsided. And I was even able to pay attention to other women. Here, at least, and Dasha. Very unusual girl. And having sex with her would definitely be extremely exotic for me. Thinking a little, I turned off the hologram and left the cabin.
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Tourists
This planet was chosen by Go, guided by a request to find something more exotic, but safe. The ship quickly descended into the green ocean, which turned out to be a dense jungle covering half the surface of the planet. The rest was occupied by a single ocean.
- Atmosphere and gravity similar to the former Earth. Filtration of breathing gas at the minimum level. Bioblokade activated. Serum is introduced into the bloodstream. Local life forms are reasonable and non-aggressive. In local language, the planet is called Tora-mora. Details are uploaded to your personal databanks.
- Thank you, go. We walk for now. Keep up to date with the situation, ”I ordered, and stepped onto the land of an uncharted planet. Dasha was following. We were wearing suits of the highest protection. My blaster compartment was ajar to jump into my hand at any second. Of course, it was not a “Balster”. It was a monstrous gun using a gravitational impulse and able to manipulate atomic molecular bonds in any substance. In other words, I could pierce a terrestrial tank, tear them apart and throw them a hundred meters. How this weapon worked, I already saw, but I could only choose power and where to shoot. According to Go, I will not need a weapon. But “it is better to have and not need,” I decided.
Exotic plants surrounded us on all sides. Most of all, they were like overgrown vines, woven into something like trees. Huge ferns. Alien life was whistling, chirping, croaking, chattering on all tiers of this forest from earth to crowns.
- Wow, - only the girl was able to squeeze out, looking at everything around with glowing eyes with delight. Real! Pancake! Live! The whole planet!
I smiled, looked around and admired Dasha. If I were alone now, would I be lonely? Would I study the worlds? Wouldn't it have fallen into apathy and despondency as before?
“We'll take a walk,” I asked, when the girl calmed down a bit from the enthusiasm. Somewhere around here there is a waterfall.
- Come on, look!
The suits were protected from any dangers, but I still had to walk with my feet. And not at all on smooth tracks. Half an hour later we were already a little tired. Frequent sitting on the ship with its comfortable gravity had an effect. I visited the gym, just to not get out of shape at all.
The waterfall was beautiful and completely paid for the small difficulties on the way to it.
A huge jet of water beat out from the rock below us and collapsed from fifty meters down somewhere. I walked to the edge and saw a rather vast lake. The river, starting with it, disappeared in dense thickets, gleaming in the sun, through rare gaps in the crowns, in some places.
“We will swim,” Dasha asked, looking slyly at me.
- Why not. “No matter how comfortable our ship is. Man closely without a sky over his head. "
- How are we going down?
“Just jump,” I replied. The suit itself will plant you. Look at me. With these words, I famously shot off the cliff down. At the very surface, the spacesuit gave several inhibitory impulses and I gently descended to the lake.
- Go, can we take off the costumes?
- Yes, captain. No hostile life forms found. Two hundred meters to the north and you will stumble upon a settlement of the natives of Torah-mora. To strangers, they are quite supportive.
- T. e we are not the first aliens for them?
- Not. The planet is open seventy-two years ago on VKV. Protected by the tourist convention under the protectorate of the world Voltran.
"Hmm. They got here, I thought in surprise. ”
- Jump ...
Dasha, - I have encouraged the girl, having lifted a head upwards. - Listen Go. What about language? Exchange trade there or something else? How to contact with local?
- At your discretion. The transfer of high technology products capable of replicating high technologies is not welcome. You can give a fork, but not a replicator with the help of which you can make a fork. Is the analogy clear?
- More or less.
Dasha landed. Her face was flushed and joyful.
- Mom allowed us to swim? The girl asked.
- Go?
- You can take off the costumes and take a bath in this pond. Observe the standard rules of behavior on water for creatures without respiratory systems in the aquatic environment.
- Cool, - Dasha responded and began to pull off her costume.
For a while, we splashed in pretty cool water. Very clean. The bottom was completely visible. The noise of the waterfall was just hellish, but we quickly got used to it.
I was still a bit complex in the presence of a girl. Swimsuit type "bikini" on her looked great. I also began to get used to panties with a dense tubercle. My member more and more unexpectedly tried to make it clear that I like the girl. And it was all the harder to hide. Especially when her chest jumps up and down, threatening to fall out of her bra.
In order to recover myself, I turned away from the girl in the direction of the nearest jungle and almost immediately came across the locals.
From afar they were very much like humans.
- Go?
- Fixing three local reasonable individuals. Aggression do not show. Have a good first contact, captain. I believe in you, ”added in a strange voice.
“Hm,” I scratched my head and headed for the suit.
Local cautiously approached. These were three young-looking girls. Quite to itself earthly girls. The skin was too smooth, shiny and dark dark blue. Hair short. Facial features are straight, neat. Plump lips. Very expressive eyes with fluffy eyelashes. Slender body. But not skinny. Skaters, I would say. Well defined thighs and full breasts, fourth in size, no less. Some of the clothes they wore were short skirts and shirts, slippers were on their feet. All three were taller than us and even more.
The girls smiled, looking at me and talking about something between themselves. Dasha just noticed them and quietly coming out of the water, stood beside me and just behind my back.
- Um. Hi, - I said hello. The suit translated my words to the local and in a soft voice conveyed meaning. Alien technology fixed the mental images of creatures at a short distance. Converted to understandable language and back. In this case, Go and owned a database of local language, which greatly facilitated the process of acquaintance. However, if desired, I could communicate with almost any intelligent creature in the studied universe.
The girls approached and greeted each other in discord. They surrounded Dasha, made her a compliment, appreciating her beauty. Stroking her hair. He was actively gesticulating, chirping in his strange language and obviously trying to touch the girl more often than was required. I watched with interest the reaction of Dasha. Still, it was her first contact. She behaved with dignity. Only through the wide open eyes of surprise, I realized how shocked she was. One thing - an alien ship, technology, other worlds. But to meet these aliens, this event. We were cordially invited to visit the village. They reported that they were specifically sent for us as soon as the ship boarded. As they discovered it, I was not aware.
The village did not look like some kind of too backward, which one could think about, looking at the clothes of the natives. Most of the houses were located on the trees. Around a lot of hammocks, sheds, rope ladders and ropes. Wooden walkways. Suspended and neatly built on the ground. A large number of engineering structures. Water supply system, apparently from the nearest river. Water mills. Mechanical cranes on the river for loading on rowing boats and catamarans. Floor mats at the entrance to the house. Wicker fences decorated with flowers in pots. Many cleverly carved statues and elements of the exterior and interior. Everywhere is clean, neat. Very atmospheric and cozy. Rather, some fabulous elf city of books, than the native village on a distant planet. Local interested looked at us. They did not behave like savages. They didn’t make a mess, as is customary to watch in earthly adventure films. Rather, they behaved like wise lives and many monks who had seen them. They clearly saw strangers before us. We were given soft, supportive smiles. Exchange quietly with each other comments. Laughing and smiling among themselves.
Dasha and I silly smiled at each other and allowed ourselves to be led through the village. I noted the only oddity. So far, we have not met a single man. Probably they are all on the hunt or somewhere else. But at least one? Old man there or lazy. Go explained that there are no men on the planet. All local mostly look the same.
- How do they multiply?
- They have both sex signs. Reproduce by mutual consent. One or more village members express a desire to carry offspring. There is no institution of marriage as on earth. Progeny are raised by the whole community. Young children live on the outskirts of the village, upon reaching the age of majority, join the community.
- Hmm. And here, too, girls with members? This is universal irony, - I exclaimed mentally.
“I can't know,” answered dryly.
We were invited to dinner. There was no reason to refuse. Half the village, if not all gathered under a huge round canopy. Nearby was a decent-sized square with a fountain, skillfully lined with stones and decorated with flowers and lianas. Dasha and I sat side by side, pressing our hips against each other. This is not because we sat on purpose. Rather, we are so moved. Here everyone sat very closely. It was exactly the model of behavior. As if in a big friendly family. People smiled at each other, chirped something, passed each other containers with drinks and food trays. Constantly touched each other. All the time I felt the thigh of the girl on my right closely pressed against me. A cool, smooth and strong thigh just stuck to my skin. In my pants, involuntarily began to stir. Our costumes have been removed for a long time. Go assured that there is nothing to fear. Therefore, I had only short shorts and slates. Good thing we're not going to get up from the table right now. It would be embarrassing. Probably...
Dasha wore a milky white swimsuit. She was embarrassed watching what was happening. The girl to her left also tried to cuddle closer to her. Constantly took care of her. She cleverly pushed the plates with delicacies, advised me to try first.
We began to treat. Mostly different types of fruits and vegetables. But there were meat dishes. Fried, baked. I constantly consulted with Go about their edibility, for which I received approving comments. The food was great. The taste is unusual. All the same - not the Earth. But nothing repulsive or too exotic. The natives showed a healthy appetite for athletes or those engaged in heavy production. It is surprising that among them there were no fat ones at all. Feminine, juicy girls. Very strange. Maybe this air?
Lunch was held in a relaxed atmosphere. We were asked where we came from. What is the name of our house. What we saw. Do we miss. The voices of the natives were pleasant. Intonation often cooing. Like talking to young children. Gentle and kind. Both Dasha and I answered any questions with great pleasure. The girl finally relaxed and finally accepted the fact that she is talking to strangers on a foreign planet and this is all in fact.
We could not find among the natives and leaders. Natives behaved like a single organism, without needing guidance. Independently understanding what to do and how. The village looked neat. A few children under supervision. No one ..
not starving. It all worked somehow. So the system too.
When the locals learned that our planet was dead, they were silently silent and bowed their heads as a sign of grief. My neigbour pressed closer to me from the side and put an arm around my shoulders. I tried to look into the eyes and how to console.
- The whole planet died! It's horrible! - rushed from all sides. The last representatives of the species! Earthlings! Horror. What a nightmare! It `s so sad!
“- C'mon you, I wanted to console them. Do not worry you so. We deserve it. “Then I looked at Dasha and saw tears streaming down her cheeks. Immediately two natives hugged her from both sides. They whispered something encouraging in their ears, shaking their heads in contrition. The rest also expressed our sincere sympathy. On faces was read genuine horror and participation. From this dugout sobbed out loud and she was just drowned in care. Almost everybody tried to console her, someone even got up from her seat, hugged her back. Someone was pulling a napkin. Like hen hens over a single chicken.
It suddenly dawned on me what a chump I was. Dasha needed this as an ordinary girl. Whatever past she had. No matter how ironic and cynical she was. When the earth died, it was really bad. And I behaved like a dumb robot. I think I did not even say a word of sympathy to her.
My neighbor, as if he felt it, ran her hand over my head and gently ruffled her hair. Carefully pressed to his chest. Her arms were very pleasant to me. Her care and desire to help, enveloped like a warm blanket on a cold day. Suddenly I almost burst into tears. What the hell is with me?
Lunch came to an end. We were invited to stay away for a few days. We agreed. I was late in asking for a parcel of exchangeable goods from the ship, after finding out what would be in demand: chocolate, spices, household items and so on. The list was given to me by prudent natives. In exchange, we took on board almost a ton of all the fruits that we liked.
After lunch, we were escorted to a guest house near the square and left to rest. Dasha, strangely enough, went to bed. I stayed at the window, watching the unhurried and measured life of Thor-Mora and its inhabitants. Left by the window lay my suit. The blaster was sticking out of the unbuttoned holster. I guiltily shoved him with my foot, pushing him under the suit. I definitely won't need weapons here. A light breeze from the river pleasantly ruffled hair and a T-shirt, wore delicious smells and aromas of flowers. Trees rustling foliage. The sky was pleased with fluffy and very beautiful clouds. The mood was great.
- Maybe I was wrong? Maybe humanity does not deserve such a fate. What is the life of one civilization for the universe? Instant. What harm could we do? Like a termite colony or something. I do not know ... It is good that the decision to destroy the Earth was not made by me. But you could save them. Destroy the asteroid, for example? Then, such a thought never entered my head. Am I the only one responsible for the death of my world? I thought. He pulled the air of Tora-Mora with his whole chest.
- To hell with them. I know this sentimentality. Now that I may not see people. Do not communicate with them. I begin to think that they were not so bad. However, I was sure that I would be on Earth again. I would very quickly remember what exactly I hate them for.
The day came to an end. At night, the village was radically transformed. Beautiful flowers bloomed on creeping plants and creepers twisting the hanging bridges, roofs of houses and tree trunks. They glowed in the dark in red, green and yellow. Fireflies or something like that floated in the air. There were practically no stars visible through the dense crowns, but there was no lack of light. I went to the balcony of our house and admiringly turned my head around. Everywhere wandering merry natives, in the same luminous wreaths and ornaments. It was a holiday feeling. The air was filled with strange smells. Very pleasant and very invigorating. I drew this air in great pleasure and full chest. My cock suddenly stiffened and stood like a stone. Something strange was happening to the head too. I was terribly drawn to sex. Any. With anyone and somehow.
“Leave the captain,” I said habitually. Did not help. Like I was under the influence of some kind of drugs.
Dasha jumped out onto the balcony and froze in amazement nearby. Sucked in the air. Pretty grunted. Strange glanced at me.
“This is beautiful,” she exclaimed. Urgently go for a walk! She carried me down, not even seeing what was happening in my shorts. Although in her shorts, the same thing happened. Only it didn’t seem to bother her.
“- Maybe the locals will not understand that with me, maybe their members work differently. So-so option of course, but there is no choice.
Below, we were again met with smiles and joyful laughter. The natives were glad to see us. Pretty quickly, a small crowd gathered around us and we went to dinner together. I missed Dasha ahead, and I walked behind. Natives threw attentive glances at my shorts and smiled knowingly. The skirts of some of them, too, were sticking out dangerously.
The atmosphere at the table was even more relaxed than during the day. Girls natives noisy to eat. Jokingly shoved each other elbows. Dropped food. They picked it up on the fly and artistically sent it to the mouth. From the abundance of semi-naked juicy female bodies, I almost lost my mind. The brain was just dopey and weak thinking. It seems I asked what we celebrate and why everyone is so happy. According to the answers, which flew to me from different sides, I realized that this happens once every four days. Something like a celebration of flowering or harvest. Go did not comment, but simply translated the answers.
I looked around frantically. The girl who was sitting next to and very similar to the one that was at lunch languidly smiled at me. She pressed very closely and unequivocally, literally hanging over me. Her thin T-shirt pulled up, as if by chance, allowing you to see the gorgeous, full chest. The girls sitting opposite me made a strange evolution. One remained sitting, and the second sat on her lap. Fidgeted and rolled her eyes, she sat down heavily. Because of the edge of the table I could not see, but there was no doubt, she sat down on a member of a friend!
I glanced at my neighbor. Her thin skirt lifted, showing impressive size member, brilliant and ready for battle.
- All the same, I was right. Here are all girls with members!
The native followed the direction of my gaze and smiled gently. Her face came close to me. Her lips parted in obvious hint. My dick took over control of the body almost completely, and I cautiously responded to the kiss. Her lips tasted pleasant, her breath fresh and clean. I relaxed and we very frankly began to kiss. It was very exciting. Very exotic. Sex with a completely different creature! My hands themselves stretched to the girl's body. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Dasha was embracing vigorously with two natives at once. Their members very powerfully demonstrated the intentions of their hostesses. I had the opportunity to more carefully see the additional details of the anatomy of aliens. The members were thick, shiny and completely without a foreskin. The neat head was a bit more massive than the men of Earth. Heavy eggs, round, dimly glittering, hung over the neat plump sponges that covered the entrance to the vagina. None of the girls have a single trace of vegetation. Smooth, shiny body.
At that moment, I felt that my shorts were crawling down. A second later, a hot and wet mouth covered my tight phallus. A second mouth buried in the scrotum and agile tongue caressed eggs. I already rolled my eyes with pleasure, and then groaned. The girls, kneeling under the table, knew a lot about blowjob. Someone's nose almost immediately stuck me in the pubis and stood in that position for a very long time. My cock was deep in the throat of a native. - Does she even breathe !? The second frantically licked my balls. Periodically, they changed places. Kissing ..
each other, holding my cock between wet lips. Licked him. Just a fairy tale!
The native with whom we kissed, released my lips and sat down again. She easily picked me up in her arms and sat me on her knees like a toy.
- What is she going to do? - I thought sluggishly.
Her dick crawled over my back. His hands squeezed and pulled apart the buttocks.
- Wait ... what? The mental block was very strong. I seem to have won the sweet dope in the air for a second. - But who's shy here? To whom do you make excuses? Do you want it? This is something new? So try it!
Elastic member confidently entered me directly into the anus.
“Fig, this is an interesting movie,” I thought. But the surging wave of lust swept away and dragged into the ocean all the remnants of doubt and deterrents of morality. A member stretched me, hurting me.
One of the girls that sucked my dick interrupted. She pulled a friend's cock out of me. I licked it, wetting it with abundant saliva and deftly returned it to my ass. So it became easier. I continued to pull on a hefty count. After a minute of delicate and not very frictions, I settled on the thighs of my tormentor to the end. She passionately hugged my chest and stomach. Her cock began to ram my ass. I still could not understand what is more in my feelings. Pain or pleasure. The second girl stopped sucking my dick and stood up. At this time, a few natives, quickly removed the table, leaving only long, solid benches.
My phallus was still diving deep into the throats of two natives and back. Finally the girls got up. One exact movement threw off all her clothes and hung her huge dick over my face. She picked up my erect member and sent herself in the ass. Precise movement, speaking of considerable practice, planted on him and put his hands on my chest. Snuggled naked, wet tits straight to the face. I poked my nipple in my mouth. I began to obediently lick and suck this swollen ball of flesh. The native moaned sweetly. Her hard cock burned my stomach. She snuggled closer. The second hugged her back. Cuddled to her. She wrapped her arms around her neck and turned her face towards her to kiss her lips. My dick was inside the natives. Alien member deep in my ass. Hot body squeezed from all sides. The girls kissed in turn, then with me, then with each other. They whispered something in my sweet language to my ears. Bitten earlobes, neck. Rubbed their tits. For a long time I could not stand this. I shamelessly finished right inside the girl. She abruptly pulled away from the lips of her friend and quite smiling at me, swaying her hips, allowing my cock to penetrate deeper into it and stop. When I was completely discharged, a strange thing happened. I have not lost desire. The usual relaxation came literally for a second and I wanted to again. Even a member is not limp. What kind of magic? I want more!
We continued to fuck, a few more minutes. I turned the booty up and put on all fours. The girl from behind actively fucked me in the ass until she finished. I almost burst on the amount of sperm or what she had there. Her cock slipped and I felt the excess sperm running down my legs. The girl I ended up in changed my girlfriend and with one push drove a dick into my wet and sticky anus. I did not resist. Looking around I saw that the whole village had gathered in the square. All adult residents seemed to be here and furiously fucking. Any general insanity? And it happens almost twice a week !? That's where such an appetite and slimness!
- It is not surprising that they seemed to us like one family, - I thought. If you arrange group sex every week, you will inevitably treat them like your own.
My thoughts were interrupted by the second girl. She unceremoniously pushed her wet dick into my mouth. And I did not resist. I was used as a limp doll. But I did not feel raped. It was a common desire. We fucked, trying to give each one exactly what we wanted at the moment. Bind each other. I obediently opened my mouth, allowing myself to have and not strongly scratch my teeth. I had no practice in this matter. Natives pressed. I almost vomited a couple of times. Then she gallantly allowed me to practice, moving more smoothly and more slowly. A few minutes, and now she is again trying to shove her dick right in my throat. And I did it! It also helped that the girl who tried to incline me to a deep blowjob was much less, like her penis. That drin with which I was being pounded in the ass would not have gone even half in the mouth. By the way, the anus torn me for sure. It is good that I have a first-aid kit. To live to see her ...
Blowjob not really excited me, rather, it was just nice to do well to this girl. I saw her pretty face. And it was worth it. In general, this was something new for me. You allow yourself to fuck. Just do not resist, and thus bring pleasure. Almost nothing is required of you. Your partner will end up anyway.
My ass was burning with violent jerks. I was finished again. And almost immediately a place in my ass took a new member. And I did not even see who it was. A hot wave of sperm pushed into my mouth. I'm in shock froze with my mouth open. There was no desire to swallow, but the taste turned out better than I imagined. Surpluses flowed abundantly over the chin and began to drip onto the ground.
A few seconds and a new member flies into my mouth. Strong hands confidently held me by the head, pushed the member down the throat. Nearby flashed someone's delicious ass. Slender legs stepped back and forth attaching to the next goal. On the other hand, there lay another native woman on her back. She was dragged into her mouth and sucked at the same time. I was pushed from all sides with wet hands, legs, boobs, buttocks. Knees slid across the sperm and moisture spilled everywhere. The air was buzzing with moans, wheezing, screams and the noisy breathing of dozens of girls. I was raised on the shoulders of large girls and holding in this position sucked my dick in turn. I was kept head down and sucked my dick. In this case, I tried to answer the same. I could not even finish. There was nothing. But the desire did not weaken. I wanted this! Willingly substituted the ass. Fucked tense, rubbed by a member of others ass. Wetted in moist mouths, from which sperm still flowed from the last contact. I kissed, licked, bit, sucked. The area of the village turned into a solid moving sea from member girls. “Death through sleep and sleep,” I remembered an old joke. Health and health really need to be excellent in order to live to the end of such a marathon.
I saw Dasha in fragments, mostly when I was pressed to the ground and had a hard time. In those seconds I saw that exactly the same thing was happening to her. Judging by her face and enthusiasm, she was not against it.
In our house we doplelis in the morning. They exchanged weak smiles and fell to sleep until the evening.
And in the evening the people behaved as usual. A little more relaxed with us, but in general, as usual. We were sympathetically interested in how we feel. Did we like yesterday's holiday. Dasha and I were embarrassed, smiling, and at random they thanked. We were assured that a huge loss for the world, the death of our planet, once inhabited by such wonderful creatures like us.
I asked for more information on the planet. It turned out, about what I suspected. The flowering of local plants acted on local, and on earthlings, as it turned out, also as a powerful aphrodisiac. Locals obeyed the flowering cycles and were pleased. A community of more advanced races took the planet under its patronage. Local protected. Established protection systems for monitoring large and dangerous predators. They supplied settlements with minimal technologies. In general, they provided the residents of Tora-mora with a calm and happy living, in order to be able to visit here under the guise of tourists and indulge in love joys. I took note of the information and returned to Dasha.
- How do you really this evening, Dasha, - I asked carefully.
- Yes, I didn’t even fight at the casting. Throughout his career .
This was not, - said the girl. Like a squeezed lemon. You better answer the same question yourself. For you, this is clearly the first time.
I walked around the room, trying to preserve the remnants of authority and seriousness.
- At first I was shocked. All the same, I am commanding a star ship. I am a man. And then he remembered that there was no one to condemn me. Whatever I do here. What would not do with me. And somehow immediately let go.
- It is reasonable. Booty hurts? - Dasha asked sympathetically.
- I was sick terribly until I used the regenerator, - I smiled.
- Bliiin. Why didn't you say you had such a thing? Ass sores just horror. Niterli notable.
- Sorry. I did not think - I apologized. Come on. I had a device in the house.
- What is required there? Any ointment or what? - Dasha asked, when we returned to the hut.
I held the device in my hand and realized that we were all alone. Nothing bothers us. And the situation itself is very piquant. Another picture flashed through my head:
“... - I can help, management is not very convenient here,” I lied in a hoarse voice.
- A. Well, come on, - just answered the girl and fell on the bed.
I carefully removed her panties. She had a gorgeous ass. Juicy, strong, smooth. The girl lay silently on the bed, her elbows resting on her stomach and quietly awaiting my actions. As if I was going to anoint her with sunscreen.
Embarrassed, I pushed her buttocks apart and found a dark, puffy little anus ring. The skin around her turned red and swollen. I ran the device over my ass and in a few minutes I restored the damaged skin.
- Wow. How cool is that. Immediately let go! - Dasha exclaimed. Thank you. She continued to lie on her stomach, but she put her hands behind her back and with both hands parted her buttocks, twisted them, allowing the anus to open and close. - Great! Itching just creepy!
I could not help it. Quickly climbed onto the hips of the girl and on the move taking out, poured force member, roughly broke into the ass girl.
“Well, finally,” Dasha breathed happily. I really thought to pounce on you myself.
So good I did not have even last night. Not physically. And emotionally. I pressed into this ass. He went all the way and stopped, stooping back. How cool! Bowed to Dasha. Gently kissed her neck. Behind the ear. Stroked shoulders. I fucked her gently and gently. Slowly moving inside her. Every time, dying a little inside. Wincing a member inside her. Dasha moaned and breathed loudly.
- Mine! - I exulted inside. This ass. This girl. This is the body. My! Finally!
We enjoyed each other until late at night. Changed places. Dasha hard fucked me in the ass. And I showed my modest skills to please her orally. We kissed eagerly. And again fucked ... "
I broke away from my fantasies. Showed how to use the device and handed it to the girl. This night so devastated me that Dasha did not cause any physical attraction. Getting old Or is this normal?
Dasha looked at me strangely. She took the device and silently disappeared into the house. I went to the terrace encircling our house and lit it. Yesterday we were like animals. Virtually no control over their behavior and condition. But I remembered everything. What have you been doing. How and how many times. It was very embarrassing to realize how easily I was turned into a being driven only by lust. I could not figure out whether I like anal sex. Without a doubt, I loved to fuck in the ass. But the opposite ... Some strong emotions, sensations, I did not feel. It was a completely different way to get pleasure. To him or needed to get used to. Understand its essence. Or score. But if you score, it turns out that close relations with Dasha are practically impossible. Obviously, a girl with a member will want to use this member. Am I ready to help her in this sober head? Interestingly, they do not make perfume of their colors here?
- You knew about the local customs Go? - I asked, immediately as we climbed aboard and took off.
“I decided that both of you would benefit from this,” left the AI’s direct response.
- Is that so? Why are you so decided, - I said miserably.
“Your erection and Dasha's morning erections were too intense.” You needed a discharge. And you did not take steps in this direction. I just created the opportunity. You used it yourself. It was not a manipulation.
“Thank you, go,” Dasha answered for me, purposely with a loud voice. She took a quick glance in my direction and silently retired to her cabin.
I stood in the hallway. Lose his chin. I looked after the closed door to the Dashi cabin.
“Thank you, Go,” I added quietly, and trudged into my lair.
Guts and blood flow severely limited the view. The suit used vibration cleaning, but it made just a thin layer of blood on the bulletproof glass and no more. Sleeve suit came better, though not for long. The vision cleared, enough to see another creature ready to pounce on me. A short non-sighting line and the monster convulsed in convulsions. I jumped to the next building.
“The ammunition of the main armament is fifteen minutes in the current rhythm,” the suit’s computer quietly reported.
I jump further, because here they are waiting for me. Swarming creatures began to literally fall on me from the ceiling and walls. Discharging the store. Figures replace each other with frightening speed, tending to zero. Is empty. Recharge Push the trigger in. Blood and guts. My legs are slipping and I can't push off for a jump. I fly down. The suit includes antigrav, depriving me of a significant amount of energy to maintain a protective field.
- Ammunition of the main armament for five minutes. Life support systems of the suit will go into power saving mode in twenty.
“Thank you for your concern,” I growl and continue to run, following the marker on the screen ...
It all started casually. After a dozen planets and solar systems, we received a distress signal from the planet Poetrana. Go say that there are no ships except us and we have to sort it out. Yes, I was not against it. The signal promised a real adventure. An hour later, we stood with Dasha in a foreign land.
If humanity had not disappeared without a trace and ingloriously, but would have died after the war with the use of nuclear weapons, then the Earth would have looked that way. We landed right inside the ruined metropolis. Giant heaps of stone and debris. Twisted beams, rods and fragments of glass. On a dozen mounds, which were once high-rise buildings, there were one or two relatively large buildings. The radiation background was within the normal range, but dust under their feet and metal structures radiated a little more. There was air for breathing, but we didn’t have a desire to breathe.
In such a dead world, I was drawn to melancholy. Wander among the ruins. Do not hurry to talk about this and that. Build up a detective, trying to guess the device, car or building in a pile of garbage. But we did not have time yet. A distress marker led us forward. I looked back at Dasha. A massive suit of white color and neat, lovely head with a shock of hair and unruly curls falling on his forehead. She was very uniforms, military equipment. Beautiful valkyrie, goddess of war. I sighed and looked away with an effort. Dasha noticed my view. Smiled corner of his lips, but said nothing.
The alien ship, requesting assistance, stood in appearance unharmed in the center of a huge area. Mountains of debris and collapsed skyscrapers formed something like a crater around it.
We cautiously approached. The disc-shaped ship was significantly larger than our ship. There were no remarkable details on it. Go tell home port and star system. I looked at the map and did not recognize the area. We have not flown there yet, and we have not yet contacted representatives of this civilization.
Gateway was open. Go requested permission to board. The answer came almost immediately from the ship's computer. The distress signal and the marker disappeared from our screens. Go take the package ...
data and began to decrypt and translate. While we waited, I decided to look inside. Lighting in the ship was in the mode of maximum energy saving. We have highlighted the airlock room. We covered the rest by ourselves, by the costumes. Inside was a pogrom. The walls are chaotically smeared with a black substance, as if they were dragging something big, dirty and sticky along the corridors. There were details of clothes, mechanisms and electronic components. Inside was a fight. Something broke into the ship and destroyed the crew.
“I am transmitting the data,” said Go.
I began to skim through the lines of text:
Planet Gershas, a life form of humanoids. The coordinates of the star, the nearest constellations, the route to the parent planet with respect to our position, the type of star, and so on ... - Then I will look in more detail.
- Here!
Research Expedition. A few hours after landing, they were attacked by local life forms. Some images of some kind of not cuttlefish, not like worms. First attacked the group leading the excavation. The rest of the group rushed to the rescue. I underestimated the level of threat. Therefore, the ship did not fly away immediately. The last fight was taken by the representatives of Gershas inside the ship. - Could not close the hatches? - I wondered. Or local were able to break through?
- Go. I think we urgently need to take off, and then to figure out what happened here.
- I support. I'll be there in a minute.
I came out of a dead alien ship. Dasha stood at the entrance, looking tensely around.
- Fly away. There is nothing to do. These guys failed, and there were fifteen of them. In two of us, this is definitely not to take out.
- I support, - answered Dasha. She took a step back and fell underground. Dozens of large creatures poured into the gap formed. Long bodies resembling earthworms and millipedes at the same time. Numerous articular legs. Chitinous or very similar skins. Size at least two meters in length and more. I noted all this in passing, throwing up my weapon and trying to see where Dasha had gone.
“I'm launching drones-scanners,” said Go. Flight time is thirty seconds. The screen of my suit came to life by actively drawing a three-dimensional map of the area and a bright point on it — the Dashi suit, which was moving quite rapidly under the ground. Right below us was something like a subway or an underground motorway.
I shot the first batches of arthropod worms and rushed along the ground after Dasha. On the way, I picked up the weapon that had fallen from her hands and snapped it into the grip on my back.
Terra hovered over my head, rejecting the creatures coming from the backs of air with a stream of air.
- Darya's vital signs are normal. The stress level is increased. The protective systems of her costume do not allow her to be harmed.
- How much time does she have?
- About three hours, the current pace.
- Prepare the cartridges, Go, I have not enough with me.
- I dump the load. Getting to the production of a new batch.
A round wrench crashed into the ground and hissed as it cooled. I kicked off the cover and threw a backpack with diamond shells on my back. Snap the tape into the slot for the store and turn on the system. Thousands of charges. I hope enough. My weapon worked on the principle of a Gauss rifle. You could charge anything, as long as it could withstand a huge overload when fired and hit the target. The technology of the ship made it possible to turn sand into complex and very durable carbon structures. In fact, I shot artificial diamonds. Tungsten or titanium would fit better. But on the ship there was no need to store that amount of raw materials. And there is sand on almost any planet ... The weapons also had other modes, but they were so energy-consuming that with so many enemies, it was almost useless.
Twenty minutes later I caught up with Dasha. The girl was dragged through the tunnels and left in a huge crater after a long-standing powerful explosion. She was literally buried under the dozens of bodies of monsters. The power of the gravitational drive was not enough to lift so much mass into the air. Creatures piled on top, constantly testing the strength of the protective screen.
I began to shoot this swarming mess around the girl, getting closer. The beetles seemed to smell that the prey could slip away, with a redoubled force, they began to lash out at Dasha and me. I stood among hundreds of corpses, and the new waves continued to press, threatening to cover me with this mass with my head.
The rifle spat furiously with glittering bursts, effectively pulling out pieces of hides, shooting off paws. Energy wasted at breakneck speed. I passed the threshold for using antigrav too. There was no need to talk about Dasha. All that separated her from death was a few minutes.
Stupid, wriggling biomass wanted to spit on advanced technology, intelligence and strength. She took the number and tenacity. A few minutes later I realized with horror that I did not have time. The corpses of these vile creatures became an unexpected obstacle on the way to the girl. Wading through them and on them was very inconvenient. Visibility is almost zero. The field of the suit was pushing the dead bugs apart and I, as a tractor, slowly made my way to the goal. Too slow. My snow-white suits looked as if they had washed me in a washing machine stuffed with meat and giblets. Almost nothing was visible through the visor. I went to the instruments, hoping that the electronics did not lie to me, drawing schematically, another creature within defeat.
“Go save her,” I shouted in despair. Clear the area and sit down.
- I'm sorry, Andrew, I'm not a warship.
- Split them with a field. Sit down and fly around until these creatures turn into mincemeats.
- I do.
Terra, executed my order literally. The ship's disk crashed into the ground covered with beetles like a hammer. Tons of intestines, legs, parts of bodies and rivers of blood splashed in all directions. The spectacle was not for the faint of heart. Such tactics gave a small respite. However, insects climbed mostly from the ground, and numerous legs made it possible to very effectively overcome the rubble formed from the fallen brethren. Not sparing the battery, Terra crushed the beetles, throwing debris shunting engines. I pushed to the place where Dasha was inundated. It took a few more minutes to get her out. The girl was scared and did not try to hide it. In her eyes, genuine joy and relief when she saw me.
“Damn Knight,” a stupid thought flashed through my mind. The savior of the ladies in trouble.
- Go. I'm next to Dasha. Take us. At the same time, I gave the girl a gun.
“Accepted,” answered Go. It takes time to clear. The probability of picking you up under current conditions is twenty-eight percent. The pressure of unfriendly forces is increasing.
We stood with Dasha back to back, fiercely firing. Terra flew over us. Her belly looked like a huge beater for beating meat. From it abundantly flowed and fell off pieces disgusting biomass.
- I wonder how much energy is left in the ship? Did anyone even count on such loads? I was afraid to ask this question.
- Captain. Get ready to drop bombs, ”an unfamiliar and domineering voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
- What?! Who says ?!
- Turn on shields to maximum containment of kinetic load. Now!
Dasha and I quickly fell on our knees and stopped shooting. The costumes boomed, pumping the rest of the energy into the shields.
After a second, it sank so hard that I was almost deaf and blind. Deafening roars, oblong objects fell from the sky and exploded. The earth walked under her feet. Through the rumble and whistle, a new voice made its way with difficulty.
- Terra. Take the crew. You have two minutes. End of communication.
Our tiny Terra hung in the orbit of the planet Poetrana. Blue and beautiful. A completely safe looking planet, which almost became a grave for the last representatives of mankind. Nearby drifted flagship representatives of Voltran. Dasha and I got rid of the costumes that were sweating and stinking. In our small company cabin, we were expected ..
girl.
Dasha nodded shyly to her when she entered. She did not see her for long, but her grace, calm confidence and infinite strength, simply amazed. Crushed. This was how to stand next to the president of a large country, for example, only ten times more powerful. Andrew nodded grimly and greeted rather calmly. Astonishing tactlessness, Dasha thought.
- Hi Fay.
“Hello, Andrei,” said the stranger, in a divinely beautiful voice. Dasha was simply fascinated by this creature and even her mouth opened in surprise. She missed the moment when Andrew introduced her, and Fay stared at the girl.
“P-hi,” the girl mumbled and decided not to shine again. Here something was happening that she clearly did not understand.
Faye, - smiled mysteriously, the girl and slowly moved along the wall, looking now at Andrei, now at the panorama of the starry sky with the planet's disk in the center.
- still have fun? - toli asked, toli stated she, glancing at the captain of Terra.
Andrew was also not in the presence of this girl. However, he coped with this better than Dasha. He put his hands in his pockets, then straightened himself. He pulled his hands back and laid his thumbs on the belt buckle.
- Yes. That's just decided to lime cockroaches.
- Very rashly. The poet is closed to the public. We sent a corresponding note to the representatives of Gershas on Alpha, I hope they will learn from this sad incident and will not be so careless in their research. And you haven't updated star maps for a long time, captain. She emphasized the last word.
- What happened here then? - Andrew asked a little reddening, but didn’t remove his hands because of the belt.
- The data transferred to your ... your Go, - smiled Fay. You read at your leisure.
“She's not mine,” grunted the captain. Dasha was surprised to observe the communication scene, as if in a theatrical production, neither the name nor the genre, which she did not know. And she was endlessly jealous. She remembered the girl from the photo in the cabin of Andrew and confronted her with a stranger. In reality, it turned out to be even more spectacular. And the dugout knew how far from this fairy princess in all respects. Fei didn’t walk, but floated around the deck. Gracefully, confidently and gently, like a tsunami wave rolling over the city. Beautiful and unstoppable.
- Do not get mad. I'm not trying to hurt you. Or humiliate.
“I'm not angry,” Andrei added almost inaudibly. Already almost not angry.
“Almost,” said Fay, and in her voice came a note of sadness. Are you happier now?
- I do not know. Fei. What happened to my planet, hmm, our planet, was natural and fair.
- Maybe. And maybe not. It is a pity that we did not have time to help you. Your AI reported that the asteroid was approaching too late - a direct look at the slightly wilted Andrew. - Do not blame. But I do not approve, ”Fei calmly continued. However, bear it now to you. I'm sorry we didn't meet before. And you did not have time to live otherwise. Perhaps you would change your mind.
“I don’t think,” Andrei answered quietly, looking at the floor and carefully avoiding Dasha’s look. You do not need us. No one needs. Everyone will be better off. Believe me I know them longer.
- I will not argue. But I would not dare to take on such a burden. Fei froze for a moment and approached the earthling. Gently touched his chin, ran a thumb over his cheek. Andrew diligently looked to the side, with glass eyes.
- I can not express how I sympathize with you. Believe it or not. She was silent for a while, but without removing her hands. She paused, looking into her eyes.
- Stop sulking like a child. Nothing good would come of it, she answered, as if to another question. Do not torment yourself and look at me, please.
Andrei slowly turned his eyes and drowned in the eyes of an alien. As usual, inside like an electric discharge, an atomic bomb exploded, and time just stopped. The breath stopped, and the thoughts disappeared as if they had never been. How beautiful she was, he almost moaned helplessly.
Fay looked into his eyes for a while. Her look expressed complete understanding and sympathy. The girl held for a few seconds, then nodded to some of her thoughts and stepped aside.
“Now I understand that I myself am to some extent responsible for what happened.” I underestimated the power of my influence on you ... I'm sorry.
Andrew stayed where he was, slightly biting his lip and slightly watching the alien woman from under her brows.
“I don’t regret it,” chasing every word, ”he added. I am not a slave of my desires. Do not shift it to yourself. Your intervention changed only my fate, but not the fate of my world. I have nothing to do with.
“That sounds like a thank you,” said Fay innocently.
- I have not decided yet. You gave me a chance and pain. But I understand you and your motives. I understand, but do not accept. Until.
- What are you stubborn all the same, - cried Fay. She thoughtfully ran her finger over the back of the chair and, as if deciding something, looked at the earthlings. - In any case, you are invited to Alpha. Failure is not accepted. Nobody will judge you if you are about this. But I highly recommend arriving without delay. Perhaps there you will find some answers and useful tips. I will meet you on Alpha.
Faye looked at Dasha. Then again on Andrew.
“By the way, her presence, proof that you are still human.” This makes me happy.
Cabin company is empty. It seemed to turn off the light, although no change in the brightness of the light sources was recorded.
Dasha watched Andrew. He looked lost and crushed. Events developed so rapidly that there was no time to thank him for his salvation. And now she learned that he was somehow involved in the death of mankind. And also this girl. And his look. He will never look at Dasha like this goddess. It was somehow painful and depressing. She suddenly realized the depth of her loneliness. One in the whole world. The last dugout in the whole universe, not needed by the last earthman in the universe.
“This is true,” she asked Andrei in a hoarse voice.
I traced how the ship Fei set sail and turned to Dasha.
- I did not kill humanity, if you are about this. Fei is not omniscient, even if it seems so. Helping Earth would not have come so quickly. I reported the danger when the asteroid had already crashed into the moon. If I had noticed him before. Would report? Not sure. Now I do not know.
I thought more. He looked at Dasha. I tried to understand what was in her heart and say something encouraging, but only gave out:
- Sorry. I put you in danger. My carelessness has no excuses.
- Fuck you! Chump stone! - exclaimed the girl and quickly left the mess.
“Fair enough,” I said softly. What is it with me? Is this the way Fei acts on me? Or am I losing humanity? Why am I behaving so strangely with Dasha?
Alpha
We emerged from the subspace, or whatever it was called for scientific, in such a far corner of space that the Milky Way galaxy was not visible even as a small star.
I turned on the screen on the circular view and used all the augmented reality systems. The screen displayed around us hundreds of spacecraft.
- The captain arrived, reported to Go. Our place in line number is two hundred and fifty-seven. Waiting time thirty one minutes.
- Hmm. It is still lucky.
“I don’t even want to ask anything, I commented on what Dasha saw, walking along the bridge and looking at the spacecraft.”
I smiled. When I saw it myself last time, I was also in quiet shock and reverent trembling. It's one thing to know that people are not alone in the universe. Another is to see a huge fleet of ships belonging to dozens and even hundreds of different civilizations.
- This is Alpha. We arrived at the starting point to the docking zone. Alpha is so big .
and so visited that direct jumping directly to the station is prohibited. Now we will determine the queue, calculate the landing corridor and hold to the gateway. From this point on, go under control of the control room Alpha.
- One devil did not understand anything. Are we like the plane circling over the field and waiting for the instructions of the dispatcher? From Dasha's voice, it was clear that she was still angry with me, but her curiosity was stronger and she had to talk to me.
- Well, you could say that.
- Good. What is Alpha?
- Hmm. Are you familiar with the term Sphere Dyson?
“No,” Dasha dismissed.
- This is such an object invented by one scientist, a physicist from Earth, in space. When you need a lot of energy. Really a lot. You just take and build around a not very necessary star a hefty screen. The screen completely covers the star from the world. It seems that there was a program on Earth to search for such pieces. The success of this business was not crowned. Well, Alpha is the same Dyson realm.
“This is a fig,” Dasha exclaimed. I thought about it and added, I still will not believe until I see it with my own eyes.
- Soon. Not long left. You can still drink coffee.
- External control is activated, reported Go. - The crew take seats in the seats.
“What official has she become,” Dasha sniffed, sinking into a chair next to me.
- This is not her, this dispatcher. Go now as a repeater. Well, or like a voodoo doll, ”I added.
The survey screen blinked and Terra appeared opposite the giant round gate. Outside the gate hung a huge disk Alpha. The surface was illuminated, but for detection in the optical range, it was necessary to use a telescope to make out the real station. The augmented reality system painted the Alpha disc in white for clarity. The tunnel, consisting of several gates, acting as buoys on the river when navigating the fairway. Terra slowly passed through the target and turned on the boosters. Passed two more such windows gradually accelerating. The station disk with each target increased in steps, until it filled the entire screen. In the end, our ship hung just by the huge wall that went beyond the horizon in all directions. We felt like small microbes on the football field. The gateway majestically opened and let us in.
Dasha opened her mouth, watching the process. Terra floated slowly inside the airlock. Nearby moored and sailed numerous ships. All sorts of shapes, sizes, colors and designs. Information flowed across the screen like an avalanche. Requests, answers. Information about the cargo, passengers, the purpose of the visit. Mass. Stock of fuel. Time on the road and other things. I tried to get out of this hash, something useful for us, but quickly gave up. I better ask. Go when you dock.
Half an hour later, we stood in the middle of the hall of the space port and looked around in confusion. Last time, I was in a different gateway. Of course here, I did not recognize anything. Aliens scurried around us. It would take a whole book to simply describe how they looked. Therefore, I threw this lesson in the first visit. Carnival in Rio, not otherwise. The buzz of thousands of creatures. The tramp of many feet. A variety of sounds, clicks, whistles, tracks, and even something similar to terrestrial languages. Universe such Babylon.
Go recommended to visit the virtual exchange and get loans. Issued an impressive list of attractions.
“Is there money here?” - clarified Dasha.
- Well, you can say so. There is no stock exchange in the usual sense. Prices are fixed, to avoid various speculations. But there is an auction for truly rare offers.
- Can we trade something? - clarified the girl.
- For example, star maps of places already visited. This is valuable information. For example, the cockroach reserve, where we almost became a dinner and its status at the moment. Although it is possible, Fay has already reported this before. Information about the death of our planet, even more valuable. We will transfer it in exchange for a tidy sum. Do not think, I do not profit from this trouble. But for space wanderers it is useful information and nothing more. The inhabited worlds do not die so often.
- And minerals?
- This good and so full. Nobody needs diamonds and precious metals. Cosmos is rich in it. Alpha residents and those who can fly to it, there is no need to deal with such trifles. Most of the space wanderers gather here. Like us with you. More representatives of less powerful aliens living relatively close up. Trying to enter into contracts, may ask for help. Sometimes military.
- And let them?
- The logic is this. If you got here, you are already worthy of being listened to. As far as I know, Alpha is neutral. Having such power, she does not need to fight with someone. But she has a combat fleet. Just in case. And he really helped us with you.
We quickly arranged a lot with our product. The auction went very smartly. Pretty quickly my account was a decent amount. Having estimated the local prices, we could live on Alpha for half a year, without denying ourselves anything. Moreover, the station provided all those who wanted with a standard ration and the necessary social minimum. We could spend money on entertainment. However, the first thing we were waiting for the case.
A local electronic guide led us through the station anthill and led us into a huge hall with a high ceiling. It was something like a local Soviet hall. We felt like heroes of the movie Star Wars. It was cool and very solemn.
Dasha and I were placed in the center of this room. Around, as if in a amphitheater gathered a huge mass of aliens. Many, if not most, were just virtual imagery. But still, it's all very pompous. We looked around embarrassed and noticeably nervous.
The word took some ball. Natural ball. Two meters in diameter. Brilliant and levitating ball. Was it an alien, or just such a microphone, I did not understand. To the left of the ball, beautiful and calm sat Fay. She nodded encouragingly to me, winked at Dasha, and stood motionless like a statue.
Shar spoke long and pompously. In short, Dasha and I were offered condolences in the doom of the world. They stressed that now we are very important persons. With the decision of the Alpha Board, we are given special powers to protect our lives. They give us a new, more powerful and well-armed ship. Go stay with me, but gain additional processing power. We were recommended to hire a crew. For travel assistance and protection. On the territory of Alpha, we were given a gigantic amount of local loans and allocated our own residence. It turned out that now, we are like two rare, unique parrots listed in the Red Book. We need to take care. It was unusual. I also realized that someone had flown heavily when we hit the Poetran bypassing quarantine. To the aid came not only the ship Fay, but also the whole fleet. The planet after our departure was sterilized and left for the edification of posterity as an open-air museum. Crypt for a lost civilization.
When the meeting ended, we went to the square in front of the council building. Together with us came Fay and Shar named We. Probably his race had no notion of individuality. Shar politely turned to Dasha with a request to talk to me one-on-one.
- Do not worry, waved us Fay. We have something to talk about with Ms. Daria while you talk. With these words, she took the girl who was screaming for the attention and dumbfounded by the arm and carried away in the other direction.
The ball flew for a while next to me and did not make sounds.
- I was informed that you have no regrets after the death of your world. This is true?
“That's right,” I said simply. I did not see the point to play up or hide thoughts.
- This is regrettable and terrible.
“Why,” I answered in tone. As a representative of this species, I declare with all responsibility that we would be a great danger to the universe.
- All great civilizations ..
have gone a similar way. From barbarism to awareness and enlightenment. The modest life span and resources limited to one planet often force the most deserving to behave like animals. Once We were like you. Bipedal and erectus. Emotions and vices governing us much more than we would like. And here we are. We do not regret. That was just a stage. And he passed. Now we go further.
I walked in silence. Alpha's greatness suppressed my rebelliousness and self-confidence. I could not find in myself that anger with which I could spend hours describing exactly what I hate for my kind.
- Maybe you are right. I will think over your words. I got the chance to experience my world. Me and Dasha. We are not his best representatives. Not the most worthy. And this is also universal irony. However, the time ago does not turn. What was that passed.
- We fervently hope that you are aware of what has happened and will be able to surrender to grief in due time. And we can do something for you. Accept or not accept this help - you decide.
Fei gently stepped next to Dasha. Her pleasant voice penetrated into the heart, enveloped and lulled. Like a fairy-tale siren, the girl introduced into the trance only the sounds of her voice.
- Please forgive Andrew his behavior, Dasha. He needs you. In your care. When I ... met him, it was a completely broken, hmm, being. Only one way that he chose ... - voltranka silent. She looked at Dasha. Ask him about our acquaintance, as the case presents itself. It would be interesting to hear his answer. But we digress. Andrei has a big role in this world. Let him think differently. He did not ask her, that's for sure. But now it's his fate if you want.
“He is stubborn, sullen, angry and narcissistic boy,” Dasha exclaimed in their hearts.
“His character is complicated,” Fay agreed. He wants freedom, but he loves order and rules. According to it, it is not difficult to form an idea about all of humanity, or about its significant part. I see you are in the mood to drop him and stay here on Alpha. It seems to you that now you are free to go anywhere. Do anything and you do not need it. This is partly the case. Alpha is a whole universe itself. But your and his roads are now connected. You have an important thing to do. After it, you can leave it if you wish. I will understand. But not now. I beg you.
“What is he to you,” Dasha asked, puzzled, after a while. Who is he for you? He's just a man! And you ... you ... just some kind of goddess! - escaped from Dasha and she was embarrassed to pause.
“Thank you for the compliment,” Fay smiled. Believe me, you exaggerate. What up to Andrew. Call it boredom. Fun. An absurd accident. But I took responsibility for his life. Maybe it's cruel, but he intrigued me. And I intervened in his fate. He was not very happy about that. Or is it just stubbornness. But you will not return the done. Now our roads are with him, partly connected. I like to believe it. You feel something more than just a voltrank.
- You speak in riddles. I find it hard to understand the nature of your relationship with Andrew.
- Do not worry. We do not have any "such" relationship. Just ask about the rest. I'm sure he will tell you. Just give him a chance and don’t let yourself go for too long. Believe me, this one is not good for him.
Fei smiled at Dasha again.
- Think about everything carefully. Have fun. Alpha has no problems with entertainment. Then make a decision. See you, Dasha. It was very nice to meet you. Passing by, Fay, as if inadvertently, slapped a girl in the ass. Dasha threw up in surprise. Fei pretended not to understand the question in the dugout’s view and disappeared into the crowd, waving her hand in farewell.
Dasha stood in indecision. Maybe she will forgive this stone block once. Now, she became more understandable for his admiration for this girl and his state in her presence, as well as in the absence.
For several weeks she walked along Alpha and did not even try to contact Andrei. Let it freak out. However, after a couple of weeks, she still had to meet him.
The girl was sitting in a half-empty bar or something. Played strange music. All sorts of aliens scurried around. Dasha sipped a drink from components safe for carbon life forms and frankly stared around. Andrei entered the bar, calmly stood at the entrance, quickly found the girl and confidently approached.
“We have a deal,” he said, in a peculiar manner of an asshole, mowing not just under a robot, or not under a hardened martinet. This manner and fascinated and infuriated at the same time.
It was unexpected and Dasha could not figure out how to quibble.
- We are strongly recommended to hire a team. Here we are with you now and do it. If you do not mind.
- Why not. And who are we looking for?
- Need a pair of soldiers, professional, with experience. We need a scientist biologist, a sociologist. Engineer designer of complex systems ... - Do not look at me like that, I did not make the list. For our task, such a crew is required, here are some more positions. Honestly, I did not want to get involved so quickly. But We were adamant.
- What is “this?”
- A little bit later. A candidate is already coming to us.
"As always! Right off the bat and sort it out on the fly. You have a girl - apocalypse. You have an alien ship. You travel and the whole universe. But if you think about it. You got such a chance. Do not act like a fool. He could have solved everything without you. However, he did not. ”
Dasha said nothing and began looking at the recruit. It turned out to be, or rather it turned out, a pretty alien. Black, matte leather. Not a black woman, namely black skin without pores. Bright blue eyes. There is no breast, but well-developed hips and a figure as a whole are quite earthly.
“You are Stern,” correctly, “Andrei asked.
- That's right, the girl sang in a pleasant voice, sitting down at a round table in the corner of the bar.
- Wonderful. To be honest, I can not evaluate your experience in the scientific field. Here are the job options. Study, think. I'm not in a hurry. Order you something?
“Crisp, if you can,” Stern calmly replied, uploading the transferred data packet to her computer.
Dasha watched with interest as an alien sip a local analogue of coffee. Scrolling fingers in the air in front of him. The girl suddenly realized that this whole scene is very reminiscent of some episode of Star Wars. Where is the Khan who always shoots first?
“I agree, Andrei,” answered Stern. I need to collect some circuits for the replicator and resources. It will take one day.
“It doesn't matter,” Andrew waved his hand. And as a whole. You are not confused by such a trip in the company of unverified people.
- I'm an adventurer. Like you - just answered the girl. In addition, you yourself recommended Nerabella Fay and the essence of Us. This is already enough. If they trust you, so do I.
Dasha chuckled to herself. Who is this, this Fay. There was little information about Volntranes, even on Alpha. Mighty wanderers. It seems to be immortal. Where their home world is unknown. Enjoy boundless respect throughout the inhabited worlds, able to fly to Alpha.
- If the rumors do not lie, Andrei, your person is very interesting. I will be glad to be part of your team.
“Rumors can be greatly exaggerated,” smiled Andrew confusedly. Do you have any objections, Daria?
Dasha, doubled her eyebrow. “Is my opinion really going to change something,” she thought, and in the hearing she said:
- Everything suits me. We'll be glad to have you on board, Stern. And then there is no one to chat with.
- Not with anyone? - it seemed the alien was in utter surprise. But how ... but it does not matter.
- Coordinates of the gateway and access codes to the ship in the data package. We are waiting for you in two days on board, Stern.
“Yes, sir, captain,” the scientist girl said smartly and left the bar.
Almost immediately I approached the table ..
next candidate.
"I wonder, will they all be girls?" - thought Dasha "
Next to the table, stopped a very unusual person. Face like a human. Straight nose almost immediately turned into a wide, smooth forehead. Behind the temples two massive and short horns stuck out of the head. Fluffy eyelashes framed beautiful hazel-colored eyes. Sensual and large lips. When the girl smiled, small fangs were visible. Beautiful, pronounced and very feminine figure. Huge chest. Violet skin. On the elbows and open back large scales, like a lizard. And growth. The girl was at least two meters in height, if not more. Two meters, twenty centimeters - as it became known later. Hefty such demonessa. The dress on it was a match. Short, tight. Despite her strange appearance, Dasha felt some strange attraction. This is from nedotraha, it seems - she thought to herself.
“Are you the captain of Terra, a ship from planet Earth?” - the candidate harassed in embarrassment.
- Terra, but not from Earth. You have the wrong information. Sit down, pointed to the chair Andrew. Something I can not find your resume.
“Mrs. Fay was very persistent,” said the girl out of place and nearly knocked over the table, squeezed into a chair. Embarrassed smile, she shifted and continued with fervor. Mrs. Fay said it was from Earth. She convinced me that it is worth talking to you, so to speak out of the competition.
- Hmm. Fei ... well. Who you are? From where What position are you applying for, Andrei officially said, trying not to stare at the girl’s chest.
“My name is Bela,” the girl said. I am from the planet Feron. But her name won't tell you anything. If it is on interstellar maps, then I can not find it. Me and several of my fellow tribesmen were abducted from my home planet. For many years we were in bondage to rather unpleasant creatures. I was saved by a ship from Alpha. By that moment, only I survived. Since our civilization does not possess technologies even for going into space, I do not know how to tell where I am from and where my home world is. I could not find familiar constellations. For a while, representatives of the local administration tried to help me, but they could not find my house. I have been here for several months. Amazed. Scared. Surprised. Confused. I can not imagine what to do next. Mrs. Fay, assured that in your crew I can find creatures that understand me and benefit. Maybe one day, even find your own world.
“A striking story,” said Andrew admiringly when Bela finished. How huge and at the same time the world is small. And what can you do?
- I am very strong physically. On our planet, we fight quite a lot and cruelly for food and territory. I know different types of cold weapons well.
- Hmm. Specific experience. But on the other hand, this is also a combat experience, Andrei muttered softly, checking his notes.
Dasha, already saw that he agrees. And just thinks about how to use the talents of Bela. Such a member of the team will be very interesting. Something suggested that it would not be boring.
- What do you think, Daria?
- Take, captain. She is pretty to me. And the stories we have are somewhat similar.
“You, too, have been driven into slavery,” the native Ferona inquired in alarm.
- Our world has been completely destroyed. We are the last representatives of our species.
“It's terrible,” Bella exclaimed, covering her mouth with astonishment. Her eyes, however, opened wide and became more childish and naive. Very sad, I am sorry for your loss, ”Bela shook her head in dismay.
- Do not worry. This is almost in the past, Dasha nodded.
- You can collect things, dryly reported Andrew. We expect your arrival in two days. Do you have a means of communication?
- Communicator? Yes. They gave it to me and taught me how to use it. Very useful stuff. I would be missing here without her.
- Here. I threw you the coordinates and time. We will be glad to see you on board.
Two girls came to the position of engineer and second soldier at once.
“Looks like I’ll have my harem here, I thought sadly. Interestingly, is it a coincidence or is Faye just joking in sending me only women? ”
The girls were from the planet Digrim. Their civilization has already known interstellar flights. Long and tightly settled on Alpha. The girls themselves were a little more than a meter in height. When they came to the table, Dasha and I almost laughed out loud. So it was contrasted compared with White. The skin is smooth and gray. Big yellow eyes. Slightly pointed ears. Straight and small noses. Plump lips. The bodies are dressed in shapeless overalls. The one that was called Cera was a hereditary military man. Well versed in military technology and modern weapons. She was able to handle the drawings and the replicator in order to build weapons for a specific situation if necessary. The second was Ghana and she applied for an engineer position. Andrew could himself collect the necessary devices. But only to a certain extent. In some cases, especially when complex medical or scientific equipment was needed, it was impossible to do without a specialist. The girls were accepted into the team unanimously.
- Well. If we miss, we'll hire more people, I said. Thank you Dasha. Your help was invaluable, I told the girl, rising from the table. I'm waiting for you on board in two days. I would be glad if you join me in this matter. Although you are free to stay here. I will understand.
- We have two days?
- Yes.
- Are you on the ship now?
- Yes. It is necessary to trace the loading. We fly for a long time.
- Good. I will go with you. I wanted to discuss something with you.
The ship was ten times the size of Terra donated by Fay. Beautiful, rapid contours. All so brilliant, sparkling, snow-white. It looks not very dangerous. In fact - the upgraded cruiser. Well-armed, with powerful armor and a huge supply of power plants to maintain the course and protective fields.
Now I had my battle cruiser. Own team. The whole universe is at its feet and all roads are open. But I choose a path that I could not even think about. I went to my cabin to change clothes. I did not notice that Dasha entered after me.
- What did you want ...
My words drowned in her greedy and hot lips.
- How did you get me, stupid boy, she moaned in my face. She was so welcome. So hot. Ready for anything.
“And the truth. Why we waited for so long - flashed through my mind and everything disappeared. "
The next day we fucked like rabbits. Although at first, Dasha took the soul to the fullest. And I let her. She dragged me so hard and frantic that even the drug-addicted sex trip to Tora Mora seemed not so crazy and out of touch. I did not resist. In part, I deserve it all. Self-digging, self-examination and frequent long conversations alone with myself sometimes led me into such jungle that it was difficult to get out on my own. It should be easier. And Dasha was. She just fucked me. Only in the late afternoon, we went to mutual caress. I finally fully enjoyed her sweet ass. Not once or twice, filling it to the brim. The girl has demonstrated everything that can. Sex without brakes in principle. We interrupted only to eat.
I filled my mouth full with some sort of fruit. Dasha ate the ice cream. She looked at me. I climbed across the table and dug into my mouth. Cold ice cream mixed with fruit juice ran down his chin. Our tongues were desperately wading through this delicacy in search of each other. At the same time, I deftly entered Dasha's ass and she pressed herself with me with her whole body, burning her belly with her hard member ... We fell down on top and we fell on the floor, dropping the furniture. Continued to furiously mate right there on the floor. Dirty and passionate. Long and greedily.
“Where are we going all the same,” Dasha asked me, two days later.
Terra departed from Alpha and headed to her outer border for a jump. The team spread around the ship, doing their ...
deeds. Only we were in the wheelhouse.
I winked at her. - So to speak. We have to become parents for a new human race on any planet of our choice.
- It's damn how? - Dasha exclaimed.
- We have on board DNA samples, installations for accelerated growth. Create a small colony first. See that she survived. And there, come what may. On Alpha, everyone believes that humanity should have a second chance. I do not know why they decided so.
- So we will become something like gods for people? - the girl looked at me incredulously.
- Maybe. Although I would not want a new humanity to go through all stages of the development of civilization. I have not thought about it yet, because the head can be broken. On the other hand, we have a team and tons of knowledge in the bank at Go. How do you like the prospect?
- Hard to say. The girl frowned, folding her arms over her chest and looking straight ahead. What do we know about this? How will be better? How long will it take? I do not want. No longer want to be tied to the planet. You convinced me with your thirst for adventure and travel, and now you want to close again on Earth?
I slyly looked at Dasha. - Something tells me that we will have time for this. All the time of the world. Let's just say I have an offer for you and a gift from Fay. And I think it's time for you to find out how we met.
Epilogue
The train disappeared around the bend and I was left alone. Trampled a little on the spot. He sniffed the cold air. The sky was clear, without a single cloud. Frost pinched his nose.
- Frost is good. There is no need to delay.
It was difficult to walk. I avoided the paths, and it was difficult to walk along the pristine deep snow. In this case, I had snowshoes. It did not smile to me to be found on the edge of the nearest forest in half a day, unsuccessfully storming the side of the road. After a couple of hours I got to the frozen river and moved already on the ice. The speed has increased significantly.
The sun touched the horizon and squinting slightly, I moved straight towards him. I wanted to eat. I went without stopping for 8 hours. I was walking at night too. I thought I would be scared. But fatigue and hunger swept away all unnecessary thoughts. I just walked like a machine. Swayed slightly and did not see very well. But he was walking.
By the morning I drank anesthetic. Frozen hands and feet ached terribly. When the drug worked, I just went to the top of a cliff. Looked down. Everywhere, where the eye was enough, there was a forest. Thick, snow-covered forest. The sun was reflected in the winding canvas of a wide river. Nice place, I decided. Beautiful I sat on the edge, dangling my legs and plunging my stiff hands in cold pockets. Pleasant warmth began to spread over my toes and hands. Probably I completely froze them. Maybe even unbuttoned? So it will be faster? The clothes were not warm at all. Feels like it was cold, degrees 30. Not the hell, but quite to himself. With stiff fingers, I pulled the zipper on my jacket. Prickly cold, rushed inside. I cringed was. Then relaxed. I wanted it. What to resist?
- What are you really doing this? Here you? Here you sit. You think. Breathing. And killing yourself?
“It seems so,” I agreed with myself.
- Weak! Rag! Look around! Mira do not care! Just live. People live and worse than you and do not climb into the loop!
- Yeah. And there is. Do not be proud and do not deny. To hell with this life. This lying horizon, lying endless clouds and a beautiful sky. To hell with these chains. These endless compromises in everything and everywhere. I'm tired!
My eyes clouded over. Feet and hands became hot.
“Not bad,” I noted, and took off my hat. In general, it coincides with what I read about the process of death from cold.
- I wonder how fast they will find me. And if they find at all? I had no more thoughts. I fell into some kind of stupor and almost stopped thinking where I was and what I was doing. It seems that I still have to strip naked, but this is the last stage and I’d hardly be aware of that. Thoughts stopped. For a while I looked straight ahead and smiled faintly. Frost was slowly killing me. Terribly drove to sleep. I did not notice how my eyes closed. It seemed to me that it was always so. Half an hour later, I was completely numb. My heart stopped when I was fast asleep. My body collapsed twenty meters down, tumbled a couple of times and crashed into a deep snowdrift.
I woke up in a warm bed. Sharply opened his eyes. He turned his head to the left. A huge window or not a window? Outside the window - space. Beautiful planet and the moon so close that you can touch the hand. Am I in orbit? In space ?! I died so strangely and fell into the sky? What nonsense!
He turned his head to the right. In the chair next to the bed, sat a stunningly beautiful girl and looked at me thoughtfully. Seeing that I was awake, she smiled charmingly and softly said:
- Hi man. My name is Fay. And you?
“Andrei,” I breathed, my mouth dry.
- Nice to meet you, voltranin Andrew. I will tell you about your new life.