Specimen Collection Part 5

Specimen Collection Part 5

 

"Orbit achieved," said the cool female voice of Mura's ship, rousing Mura from her short nap. Her attention was immediately directed to her vagina, where she felt something warm dripping out of her. Swirling a finger in the fluid, she brought it to her mouth and tasted. It seemed to be cum from her recent Hylotl encounter. Perhaps her storage tanks couldn't handle the large volume of semen she had taken. She had been cum inside 7 times, after all.

 

Mura moved to search through the navigation screen, then, she stopped. She sighed. "I'm tired of picking targets. I need some downtime, maybe something will just happen," she said aloud. She began to search for a densely populated planet, maybe something with a bar, someplace she could shop for clothes, and maybe some satisfaction. Her eyes settled on one world, a hub world named Threngin IV. "Population 36 billion, relatively even mix of species, any and all amenities present," said the computer. Mura touched the planet's icon on the screen and hit "Travel". The ship began to align to a dark patch of space and the sound of the FTL drive spooling up rose from the aft.

 

The sleek vessel slipped smoothly into full speed travel, stars zooming by as Mura neared a day of relaxation. After a short time of defying the laws of physics, the ship jolted out of FTL, revealing the view of a planet nearly covered in lights. It was so densely populated that Mura could touch down literally anywhere and find a place suiting her needs. She did just that, picking a point at random for descent. Her ship obeyed instantly, dropping through the atmosphere rapidly before flying over a dense metropolitan jungle of transports, buildings, roads, and signs. Her computer did the work of finding a public landing pad and guiding the ship to it. As it did all this, Mura quickly printed herself some basic clothes, a tank top and bra, some white panties and a pair of jeans. She quickly put the garments on. Mura stepped off of the ship and began to look around.

 

Her senses were assaulted by the wonders of this crowded world. Lights flashed all around her, the sounds of ships and cars zipping by made her constantly look for the sources, and her predatory sense of smell told her that there were countless males in the area, but for the moment, she wasn't interested in them. An idea swam to the front of her consciousness: "I want to go to a club". Seeing nothing better to do, she began to walk up and down the streets, scanning for anything that would appear to be a place with loud music and lots of people looking for a good time.

 

A neon red sign reading "The Hot Spot" caught her eye and she headed for the doorway beneath it. Stepping in, she was greeted with the pounding of deep, rhythmic bass pounding out a beat, to which many people were dancing and gyrating. Lights of many different colors flicked around the room, illuminating a bar on the other side of the room, opposite the dance floor. Mura walked over to the bar and took a seat, taking a closer look at the dance floor. She saw several of her own kind; two male Glitch stood in the DJ booth, one with a smooth, black face, the other with a more standard facial screen, across which words ran; a male Glitch in the crowd with a bright red light for a face was escorted to the bathrooms by a burly Apex man, looking slightly frightened. The rest of the people on the floor were of many species; Mura spotted Apex, Avian, Human, Hylotl, a few Florans looking hungrily around themselves, and even a Novakid dancing to the music, gases inside pulsing to the beat.

 

She was so caught up in the strange display that she almost missed the timid "hey" coming from a few seats down. Snapping out of her reverie, Mura turned to look for the voice's origin. Seated a few stools down was a pretty redheaded human girl wearing a ruffled red skirt and a flowy white shirt. She was holding a drink glass nervously, looking shyly at Mura. "Do you mind if I sit with you?" she inquired. Mura nodded and beckoned with her arm. The redhead stood slowly and walked over to Mura, taking a seat next to her. Mura sniffed as the wave of air from the girl's motion carried her perfume to the Glitch's nose. It was a very gentle, sweet smell, yet powerful and enticing.

 

Extending a hand, the girl introduced herself as Felicia. "You look tired. Are you from around here? I haven't seen you before," inquired Felicia. "Well," replied Mura, "no, in short. I'm actually from very far away. In fact... I don't even know how far, at this point." "What sort of thing would bring a Glitch so far from home?" "Well, it's a bit of a story, if you care to hear it." Felicia nodded enthusiastically, taking a gulp of the drink in her hand. Mura began to weave her tale, starting with her crime and her sentence, describing in detail the procedure that she had undergone to begin her mission. Felicia squirmed a bit when Mura talked about how she was sent out to gather cum from various species, to which Mura asked "I'm sorry, am I being too lewd?" "What? N-no, no! Please continue!" stammered Felicia, blushing slightly. Mura continued, glossing over the gritty details of her two prior "liaisons", simply mentioning their occurrence.

 

She finished her story with "...and now I'm here! I just felt that I needed some downtime from fucking, maybe a chance to 'recharge the batteries' so to speak. I'd like to buy some clothes that I didn't print." Felicia had drunk several more drinks and was now much more eager and warm. "Oh! Clothes shopping! Could I come with you?" she exclaimed, her face beaming. "Sure, that might be fun, do you want to go now?" Felicia nodded her head vigorously, her shoulder-length red hair bouncing and settling all around her head. The two stood up and walked out the door together.

 

"I know a great place, let's go there!" Felicia said as she grabbed Mura's hand and took off down the sidewalk. Their destination was just a few minutes' walk away, and as they rounded a corner, a huge department store came into view. It must have had at least 30 stories; Mura couldn't imagine the amount of merchandise contained within. Stepping through the front doors, a world of clothes met their eyes. Felicia looked over at her new friend, grinning, trying to gauge Mura's reaction. Mura stared, slack-jawed at all the fabric around her, millions of hues and patterns surrounding them. "Where do we even begin?" asked Mura in amazement. Walking around a bit, Mura found some pretty flowing skirts. Skirts would be useful clothing to have, considering her quest. They provided easy access to her "goods". She picked out a silky, knee-length, purple skirt and hung it over her arm. "What's next?" she asked. "Well," said Felicia, blushing slightly, "do you need, er... underthings?" "I don't see why not."

 

Mura strolled over to the "intimates" section and began browsing through the huge selection of panties and thongs. She couldn't believe how many kinds there were. For a while, she flipped through stacks of crotchless panties. "That's certainly... to the point," said Felicia, wide-eyed. Mura decided that crotchless panties were a little much, and in poor taste. She finally decided on a pair of thin, red, silk panties and a matching lacy bra. Moving to a different floor, she browsed through several tops before deciding on a black top, solid in the middle but with lacy fishnet fabric for arms. "Don't I have to, like, try these on, or something?" asked Mura, a bit confused about these practices, which she had never participated in. "Yeah, there's a changing room right over there," said Felicia, pointing to a door across the room, "I-I'll wait outside for you."

 

They walked over to the door and Mura stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. Removing her tank top and her jeans, she noticed that her panties were quite damp. Hooking her thumbs around the edges, she pulled them down, strands of femlube stretching from her panties to her pussy like spider webs. There was something about Felicia that made her very wet. She removed her bra, leaving her fully naked. She began to don her new items of clothing, starting with panties and bra, followed by the skirt and lastly the top. Standing up, she admired herself in the mirror. The clothes did indeed look very nice on her, accentuating her figure while still making her look... pretty! She smiled and began to remove her top shouting out the door "Yeah, this looks great!" "Oh really?" she heard in response, "I want to see!" The door handle began to turn. Mura's top was already off.

 

Felicia came into the room smiling before stopping and looking mortified. "Ohmigosh I'm so sorry!" she cried, hands covering her mouth in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to!". "It's ok!" said Mura, "You can stay in here." Felicia closed the door behind herself, still blushing, before her eyes focused on Mura's breasts. "Oh, wow, I didn't know that they were actually, uh, realistic. I thought they were just part of your chassis." Extending a hand to feel, she asked "May I?". Mura nodded, suddenly hit with a wave of lust. Yes, she WANTED Felicia to touch her. Felicia's hand closed around Mura's right breast, squeezing and kneading it. "I-it's really lifelike," stuttered Felicia, face red as her hair. Her fingers felt over the front, moving over the nipple, eliciting a little shiver and a small moan from Mura. Delicately, Felicia pushed the cup aside, revealing Mura's rigid nipple.

 

Mura reached out, in a lust-addled trance, and removed Felicia's flowy shirt, revealing that she was wearing no bra. Her small pink nipples sat rock-hard atop her B or C cup breasts, perfectly sized for the girl's frame. Mura pulled her forward to straddle her lap. Felicia reached around Mura to unfasten her bra, freeing her breasts, letting them bounce pendulously, nipples sticking straight out. Felicia's hands then moved to Mura's nipples again, tweaking them slightly, rubbing them, pinching them, making Mura squirm with pleasure. Mura moved her head forward to take one of the nipples in front of her into her mouth, sucking and kneading it with her tongue. Felicia gasped and redoubled her efforts on Mura's tits. In return, Mura sucked more insistently, moving back and forth between both nipples.

 

After a few minutes like this, Felicia slowly removed one hand and reached down between their crotches, inching up Mura's new skirt. Her deft fingers delicately pushed Mura's panties to one side, revealing her soaked pussy lips to air. Her fingers began to gently touch and tease at the folds and lips, brushing over her clit, causing Mura to shudder and buck her hips forward slightly. Felicia began to massage gently around Mura's engorged button. Both girls were in trances, doing everything automatically and naturally with no thought whatsoever. Still entranced, Mura moved one of her hands down to the front of Felicia's skirt to reciprocate what Felicia was doing to her. As her hand began to creep up Felicia's thigh, Felicia snapped out of her lust-trance and jumped away, yelling "DON'T!". The spell broken, Mura looked up in bewilderment, wondering what had happened.

 

Felicia clutched desperately at the front of her skirt, backing away, saying "I-I never meant to do any of that, I'm not like other girls!" Mura looked down and saw that Felicia's hands were doing a rather poor job of concealing the bulge that was now tenting her skirt. In amazement, she crawled forward and pushed Felicia's clasping hands out of the way and slowly lifted the skirt, ignoring Felicia's frantic protests. Skirt fully lifted, Mura could see a cute pink penis peeking up out the top of Felicia's panties. Still mesmerized, Mura slowly removed the panties, letting the girlcock bounce free. She could see that underneath lay pretty, delicate pussy lips, and a single bead of lube dripped from them to the floor. Looking up at Felicia's beet-red face, she began to ask "...how-" "I DON'T KNOW! It's always been like that, I'm so ashamed of it! I didn't want you to know!"

 

Studying the feminine-looking cock, she could see that it emerged from where a clitoris would normally rest, but it was about 6 inches long and had a head, just like a male's, with a small slit in the middle. "Does it cum?" Mura asked. She felt that she already knew the answer, as her hunger was growing and her nose told her that a source was very near. "Yes..." whimpered Felicia. Mura slid the skirt off of her futa partner and finished removing her panties, leaving Felicia completely nude, cock twitching and throbbing with her heartbeat. A small bead of pre came out of the tip. Mura moved forward and licked it off, reveling in the taste and making Felicia gasp and spasm with the novel sensation. Mura gripped the cock in front of her and began to stroke it, drawing more beads and streams of precum out of the slit. She moved her lips to just encircle the head, suckling at it like a milky teat, drinking in the precum flowing from Felicia's girlcock.

 

Felicia stood there, fists clenched, a look of great strain on her face as she felt her strange robotic friend suck her off. Mura reached up her own skirt and removed her panties, sliding them around her ankles without letting up suction on the delicious cock in front of her. She stuck two fingers in her own pussy, entry incredibly easy due to the sheer amount of femlube.

 

Her fingers were not enough. She removed her hand and took hold of Felicia's, releasing her tightly clenched fist and guiding her to lie on the floor. Mura released the hold of her other hand and drew her lips back, licking them to get the last of the precum off. Felicia lay on the ground, legs slightly parted revealing her leaking snatch, cock sticking straight up in the air like a sundial, glistening with saliva and precum. Mura mounted her partner, grinding her slit against the length of the cock under her, lubricating it more (not that it needed it). Felicia sat up, wrapping her arms around her lover and taking one of her nipples in her mouth, sucking on the artificial nub. Mura positioned the cock at her entrance and then dropped, enveloping the cock in one motion. Both women gasped at the intense sensations. Mura's skirt, the only clothing article remaining on either body draped around their loins, concealing their union. Mura began to bounce up and down, milking the cock for precious semen.

 

One of Felicia's hands reached down and snuck under the skirt, feeling her own cock and the pussy that was enveloping it, as if she couldn't believe it was finally happening. Her fingers found Mura's clit once more, providing more stimulation in thanks to her first sexual partner. Mura loved the added clit stimulation.

 

She began to feel her partner's pole twitching wildly, begging for release, stuck on the edge. She took hold of Felicia's face with both hands, pulled her off of her nipple with a faint *pop*, and kissed her passionately while slamming her hips down, hilting the rod deep inside of her as it began to unload. Mura's tunnel spasmed and clenched as her own orgasm broke. Felicia gripped her tightly in an embrace as she kissed and unloaded into Mura. They sat like this for several minutes, relishing the tenderness of the position, Felicia's cock still rigid and lodged inside Mura.

 

Felicia slowly released her grip on Mura, falling back in a deep, blissful sleep, smile gracing her face. Mura stood up, cock slipping out of her to rest on Felicia's tummy with a small *splat*, slick with femcum. Mura dressed quietly in her new clothes, being careful not to wake Felicia from her sex-coma. Gathering up all of her own clothes, Mura tiptoed out of the changing room, shutting the door behind her.

 

She began to walk back to her ship, relishing the sloshing inside her that grew with each load she received and the warm feeling of her strangest conquest yet's cum. It seemed even hotter than the cum she had received before, perhaps from how aroused her female cum-donor was.

 

She returned to her ship, and began to hang her new clothes up. As she stood back to admire them, she wondered if Felicia was awake yet. She took another look at the clothes as she sat in the captain's chair. She'd always remember how she got them.