Days later, Aster still had a faint green patina remaining on her pale skin, but it wasn't dark enough to trigger the employee compliance sensors or contrast with the Obergreen Blue of Dedication™ of her uniform or hair. If anything, it drew attention to her and she saw an uptick of both tips and proposals.
She was a very happy woman.
But, even with doling out hand jobs, flashing pussy, and manning meal tables, she was still exhausted by the time she reach the end of her work day. Yawning, she thumbed open the employee-locked service elevator and took it down to the lower levels. It hissed open and a little notification popped up that she was clocked out for the day.
While she walked down the hallway, a register of expenses and incomes flashed across her vision. It took about a minute for it to scroll past, overall a good day, and her pay was deposited into her account.
The crew quarters were near the front of the ship but positioned low and well out of view of guests. It was a relatively dense, two-story modular area with each room able to handle two to four occupants with a central room that acted as a living room, kitchen area, and general entertainment. There were four of the clusters with all the perverts in the same one along with another thirty or so crew that didn't have their fondness of fucking every aliens that traveled the stars.
When she entered the main room, she saw there were about a dozen crew in there but she only had eyes for her close friends.
Lyman was sprawled out on one of the couches, his slender form easily bridging to the table in front of him. He had one arm stretched across the back of the couch and the other hold Zoil gently in the crook of his arm.
Reminded of her position with Tabby, Aster blushed with a memory. She hadn't had a chance to do much more with the grookal, but it was only a matter of time before she would be sliding around green slime again.
He leaned his head back to look at her, his short sandy hair fluttering with the movement. “Heya, Ass.”
She smacked him lightly on the forehead. “Evening, Ly, Zoil.”
Zoil didn't respond except for a snore.
“Baby had a rough day,” Lyman said affectionately. “I didn't want to move him.”
Ginnie snorted. “Rough day? He spent most of it play ball boy and running around with shorts barely covering his taint. Half the guests had their hand up his ass this morning.”
Lyman gave an understanding nod. “See, a hard day. Didn't get any relief at all.”
Ginnie glared at him. “He was getting head on the Lido deck an hour ago.”
“… any relief at all,” Lyman repeated with a grin.
Raiten called out from the kitchen area, “Hey! I gave him great head!”
“… any relief at all, poor baby.”
Aster smirked. “Poor baby. Yeah, Rat, any chance I could get that?”
“Yeah, making enough for everyone. Fried tofu, a bunch of the Not Quite Reals, and a huge plate of taters. Just not for Ly for insulting my blow jobs.”
Her stomach rumbled with anticipation.
Aster tipped Raiten 0.00024 PERV.
“Thanks!”
Aster went into her room and stripped out of her uniform. A quick shower and scrub and she got into her favorite lounging outfit, a pair of terry-cloth shorts and a t-shirt so short that only a tiny bit of elastic kept her tits from spilling out of the bottom. Switching her hair color to a brilliant red to match the pinks and whites of her clothes, she headed back for a few hours of friendship and maybe a movie to watch before everyone crashed.
Just the life on a space cruiser.
Smiling, she entered the central area. “Okay, fellow humans, what are we—”
Everyone was standing and staring at the door, which was out of sight for her. She couldn't see what they were looking at, but there was nothing good about the looks of shock and concern on their faces.
Clamping her mouth shut, Aster slowed down. Her imagination tried to picture what had just entered the room, but all she could come up with was someone with a gun or the police. She started thinking about how she would explain something to investigators as she peeked around the corner.
Petoil stood just inside the opening, staring at her feet and wringing her hands together. She was still in uniform though she was off-shift like the others.
On either side of her were the quaints. The tentacle creatures were towering over everyone, their tendrils slithering along the floor and a few bracing along the ceiling. They looked like towers of shifting pasta, except for a sphere that made up their sensory organs in the center.
The lavender one with turquoise tips stood at a higher position than the one with red tentacles and flame-colored ends. Both of their sensory organs bobbed up and down, not quite in synchronization but just out of sync enough that Aster felt a headache trying to find a pattern.
She stopped and stared. Guests were never allowed in the crew areas, there were sensors that prevented that and would call security. She glanced around and even saw two of the security officers staring, but they were off-duty and unarmed.
Zoil groaned and pushed himself up. “W-What's going on?”
Petoil spoke in a childish voice, “We have a problem.” She glanced at the turquoise tentacle resting on her shoulder.
CmW94Ksq: This is not a problem, it is an opportunity.
Everyone on the private network jumped as the words scrolled across her vision. A flash of horror slammed into Aster; somehow the quaint had violated their encryption and privacy and none of them were even aware of it.
“H-How?” Lyman said.
The red tentacled creature lifted up a yellow tentacle.
NoU2wSwk: Your encryption was simple and you only used an 8 Mbit key. We were able to decode it in the first few hours.
Raiten growled and stepped forward. “8 Mbit is better than—”
His eyes grew wide as he realized who he was talking to. “Oh, fuck. Sorry, didn't mean to…” He staggered back, catching Lyman's leg, and tripped. With a shriek, he fell back and landed hard on the table. “Fuck,” he muttered as he sat back up.
NoU2wSwk: Please don't panic.
One of the crew that wasn't on the network spoke up. “W-What is going on? Why aren't they saying anything?”
“I don't know,” answered another one. “How did they get through the sensor? Garil, can you raise an alarm?”
Garil, one of the off-duty guards, shook his head. “We're disconnected from the network. I think they are doing something to jam it.”
“Are we going to die?”
The tension in the room grew sharper.
The lavender quaint seemed to rotate around as it lifted itself almost up to the ceiling.
CmW94Ksq: I think this opportunity should be limited to those on this network. Suggestions for getting the others out without panic? We'd rather not have to leave through the emergency exit at this point. It is… uncomfortable.
NoU2wSwk: CmW94Ksq saw an opportunity and took it, we did not have enough time to prepare. My apologizes for my companion's taking advantage of chance.
Raiten: Are you going to hurt us?
CmW94Ksq: No, we are interesting in taking advantage of your private services that you have provided for others on this flight. Given reasonable safety requirements and maneuverability requirements, this room would be better suited to such services since it would be inappropriate to do these in the dining hall.
Lyman: What kind of services?
NoU2wSwk: We wish to use one of you as a sex toy.
CmW94Ksq: We will be gentle, but it's our second millennial anniversary and the idea of using a meat suit for sex sounded quite fun.
Those listening looked at each other. It wasn't entirely out of the range of half of them.
Ginnie made a face. “That's disgusting.”
The room turned on her.
She looked up and blushed. “S-Sorry. There is a conversation going on.”
Garil groaned. “Is this one of those fucker things?”
Lyman coughed and Zoil looked down.
“Shit, you know guests aren't allowed down here.”
Lyman held up his hand. “They were not invited down here, I swear. Check the logs.”
“Then I'm going to call my boss.”
Ginnie: They are going to get noisy. Say, got any money to bribe them?
NoU2wSwk: Of course, how much.
Ginnie: How much you got?
Ginnie's body grew tense as she waited for an answer.
NoU2wSwk: Would 113.832 OBER each be sufficient?
Aster almost choked.
Ginnie let out a soft cooing noise.
Ginnie: For all of us?
NoU2wSwk has transferred 113.832 OBER to your account.
Ginnie let out a moan of satisfaction.
Aster froze in shock. That was a lot of money and double what she had made that day.
NoU2wSwk: This is for this network to stay and negotiate. The same amount for the others to leave.
Ginnie's hand slid down toward her waist.
Lyman stood up. “Okay, yes, this is a pervert thing. Now, if you are willing to give us the hub, they are willing to give you a hundred OBER to find something else to do for the next hour and not talk about this.”
Garil snorted. “I don't believe you. Who would give—”
His eyes widened as his retinal display flashed.
Then he reached down and grabbed his plate of food. “Yep, that's good. See you an hour.”
Lyman grinned. “Raise your hand if you want free cash just to go away and let us be perverts. I mean, one of us is going to get those tentacles up the ass.”
Everyone else raised their hand. Seconds later, their eyes flashed and they headed to their rooms to gather things to distract themselves and then poured out of the room. Less than twenty minutes later, it was just the perverts and the quaints.
Zoil looked around. “Shit, that was fast.” He smirked. “Greedy bastards. What about us?”
NoU2wSwk: We are willing to pay for a “threesome” as reasonable market rates. Your initial transfer is to listen to our offers and a request for silence as we would like our presence not to be noted.
“For that much money, you can fuck all my holes. Hell, I'd even try sounding for that. I swallow, if that is your thing.” Zoil grinned.
NoU2wSwk: My mate is interested in your so-called “females” since they have more orifices to invade.
Zoil's mouth closed with a snap. “Well, fuck.”
CmW94Ksq: Though, please stay. I like the energy fields you humans produce during peak pleasure.
Zoil snorted. “You want us to jerk off so you can enjoy our orgasm?”
The turquoise tips waved in the air, a number of them spiraling together to point directly at Zoil.
CmW94Ksq: I just said that. I know you all share nearly mutual orgasms while watching movies in this room.
“How long have you been listening to us?”
CmW94Ksq: My mate said, since we broke your encryption network hours after getting on board.
“Perverts.”
CmW94Ksq: Rich perverts. Now, is there a female in the room who wishes to let me use them as sentient meat to fuck?
Petoil shook her head. “Sorry, I don't like… tentacles and the idea of being invaded really doesn't turn me on.”
Zoil grinned. “Bet you'd pull off those panties if it was Aster getting fucked, wouldn't you?”
“Of course. But I'm not wearing panties.”
Raiten perked up. “Can I get a feel then?”
“If Aster fucks the squids, I have no trouble with your fingers in my snatch. But no dick.”
Everyone in the room, including the two quaints, turned to look at Aster. The felt their attention, desire, and lust against her skin like wave of heat. It seemed to splash along her body, ignoring the fabric as her nipples and pussy throbbed with the growing need to get fucked in front of her friends.
She rocked her hips.
NoU2wSwk to Aster [Private]: We will be gentle. Plus we will offer an appropriate compensation.
Aster grinned and then pushed herself away from the door. “I don't mind. I mean, how many times will I get a chance to get spit roasted by tentacles?”
Ginnie sat down on the edge of the couch, her cheeks blushing. She balled her hands in her lap.
Lyman looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
“I-I just want to make sure she'll be safe,” Ginnie said in an embarrassed voice. She ducked her head and wrung her hand together.
Aster pointed at him. “Be nice.”
“Oh, I'm planning on it.” Then he lifted his hips and pushed his shorts down. His cock was already hard, long and throbbing. Without looking down, he grabbed the back of Zoil's head and guided the other man to his shaft.
Aster focused her attention on the quaints. They were writhing silently, their emotions impossible to read but she hoped they were excited. She bit her lower lip and swayed her hips as she came around the chairs and tugged up her top. It was thin and difficult to take off with anything form of grace, but she tugged up so the elastic slid over her breasts, revealing her smooth skin in a slow reveal.
CmW94Ksq reached out and ran a single tendril along her shoulder. The touch was electric, a sparkling of pleasure with just a hint of discomfort. It didn't hurt, but it felt more intense than a mere touch would have normally felt.
She moaned as she stared at it.
CmW94Ksq: Does it hurt?
Aster turned to face the tendril, lifting up her breasts to the exploring tips. After only a second hesitation, she arched her back more.
CmW94Ksq reached out with more of its yellow and orange tips. They caressed lightly, each one tingling like touching a metal that had a slight short. The quivering lit up Aster's senses, bringing a moan from her lips as she closed her eyes.
The quaint brought more tendrils forward, touching and caressing along her shoulders and stomach, and throat. Each one quivering along her skin, setting off nerves in a storm of passion and lust.
Then, one of NoU2wSwk's tendrils waved into her view before delving down to tease the skin above the waist of her shorts. The tingling sensation was deeper and her muscles quivered, but on contact, she felt a burning line of pleasure spread out from the two quaint's caresses. NoU2wSwk's singular caress branched out into dozens of lines of intense pleasure to join with each touch of its mate's tendrils.
“Oh, fuck,” Aster moaned as her pussy grew soaked instantly. Her muscles tensed and the smell of her sex grew stronger, but there was no familiar build up of an orgasm; one moment she was being touched, the other was she dancing in the throes of ecstasy.
More of NoU2wSwk's tendrils reached out to grab her shorts and tug them down. The fabric peeled off her soaked slit with a slurp.
“Damn, Ass is wet,” Lyman said.
Petoil only moaned. She was fingering herself.
With each touch of the two quaints, their tentacles sent lines after lines of pleasure coursing through her nerves. It was intimate and overwhelming as she felt the crossing pleasure wreck havoc with her senses. She could only writhe in pleasure as she reached out for anything for balance.
A thicker tentacle pressed against her hand.
She gripped it. When the bolt of pleasure connected through her body to NoU2wSwk, she let out another cry of an orgasm.
More tendrils were touching and caressing at her sex. Her clitoris was already aching with the onslaught, but it was nothing when the connection between the two aliens caused the lines of pleasure to dance along the sensitive fold.
Aster whimpered and panted as she jerked with her pleasures. Her legs lose their tension, but instead of falling to the ground, tentacles plucked her and held her up. The connections brought more crisscrossing lines of pleasure to ravage her senses and she shuddered her way through one orgasm after the other.
Then CmW94Ksq's tendrils were slipping along her furrow. Each touch was electric as the creature dragged the thicker tips up and down her length. She tensed, waiting to be penetrated, but then she felt the squirming already twisting inside her; she had been invaded before she realized it. With every stroke back and forth, more tendrils plunged into her sex.
Aster gripped the tentacles around her tighter as closed her eyes. She was sopping wet and loving every moment.
A tendril caressed her lips. It was NoU2wSwk's blue tips. She opened her mouth and let it slide along her teeth and lips. the touch through her enamels was even more intense, like someone plucking harp strings of pleasure at the same time CmW94Ksq strummed her clitoris.
Aster jerked as she came again, she couldn't feel the orgasms fading, only one rising up before the previous one faded. She panted and thrust into the air, but she was the quaint's playthings. She had no control over her fate, she wasn't even touching the ground.
CmW94Ksq's tentacles grew thicker as they squirmed and twisted inside her pussy and ass. She felt every touch on the inside as the electrical tingle connected the two mates together. Her body jerked and shuddered as she cried out from countless orgasms.
Then, NoU2wSwk's tendril slithered deeper into her mouth. It squirmed and teased the back of her throat while swirling around her tongue. Each touch lit up more of her body as she felt the intimate connection flooding her with pure ecstasy.
Then more tendrils caressed her ears and nose. She was too dazed to resist as they slid inside. Between her legs, out of sight, she could feel CmW94Ksq invading other holes; even the tendril worming its way into her urethra only brought waves of pleasure through the discomfort.
Sparks of light flashed across her vision, but they were unfocused and dancing. She tried to ignore them as she writhed more.
Between her legs, she felt the beginning of her pussy stretching as NoU2wSwk slid more tendrils into her tight opening. She couldn't tell how many, but it felt like a thousand fingers caressing her insides. Each one moved independently, twisting and sliding over each other in the wet chasm of her pleasure. More were twisting and plunging inside her ass; she felt nothing more than a faint discomfort and intense waves of pleasure as they tickled deeper in her body.
More flashes of light slid across her vision as CmW94Ksq's tendrils forced her mouth open even further. The tendrils plunged deeper into her throat, each touch bringing pleasure as the creature worked it's way deeper.
There was no feeling of suffocating, no sense of pressure. Only waves of pleasure as the tendrils kept her moans escaping her throat as she shuddered through another orgasm.
Her asshole clenched as the turquoise tentacles continued to invade her. There was no sense of sliding in and out, only a feeling that shew as being endlessly impaled and the comforting pressure of having a stuff rectum that came. She tried to squeeze the muscles, but that only brought the thickness that impaled her more to her awareness. She tried to focus but her consciousness bobbed in and out as another orgasm tore through her.
The quaints continued to plunge and twist inside her. They were remarkably good at finding every point of pleasure, every sensitive nerve, and hey were exceedingly good at setting off orgasms until Aster was blind and delirious from their assault.
Her jaw ached from being held open. When she tried to explore the tendrils, it felt like she was worming her way through twisting and capturing noodles. They caressed her tongue, setting off crisscrossed waves of pleasure even as she was losing her sanity from ecstasy.
... establishing proof of stake: 782.9745279 OCIL…
... establishing proof of stake: 1,238,382.823 OBER…
... establishing proof of stake: 4,823.283299 ODISAL…
... establishing proof of stake: 2,582…
Words flashed across her mind but then faded. Aster tensed and tried to focus on them, but then NoU2wSwk's tendrils surged deep into her pussy and began to curl up in a knotted ball that never stopped moving. More tentacles poured into her asshole, tracing the lines of her insides as she felt them reaching out for the tendrils that were sliding into her throat; they were going to meet inside her.
For the briefest moment, she wondered if they were going to lay an egg inside her and then the world exploded into yet another orgasm.
... warning, quantum entanglement has been detected on your…
The words didn't make sense to her. Nothing made sense. It was too hard to think with every of her body invaded by tendrils. They were even inside her ears, reaching deep into her skull as flashes of light and pleasure coursed directly through her brain.
Deep inside her belly, the two quaints touched.
There was a single flash of light that she felt as nothing more than pleasure.
She let out a wail of pleasure as every muscle in her body tensed up in the strongest orgasms she had ever felt.
Then, she was falling down, down into darkness.
The last thing Aster saw was Ginnie frantically masturbating by herself while the others were caught in an orgy that spread out across the couches.