“Oh no…” she had whispered as she looked at all the used pods. They had all been very small, immature specimens but there were so many of them. Had the little bastards been taking turns sliding into her pussy and “coming” in her all night long?
Dipping her fingers between her thighs, she came up with a bunch of the clear purple jelly and groaned aloud at the confirmation of her fears. How had they done it without waking her up? She had always been a heavy sleeper, but this was ridiculous! Had she been drugged somehow? Or was it just that all the plants were small enough—no bigger than a man’s finger—to slip into her pussy without waking her?
Either way, she was fucked—both literally and figuratively. She’d taken a shower and tried to wash the secretions out—she’d frantically scrubbed with the remaining leaves the Drake Monstrum had sent her. But the shower didn’t help and the leaves had lost their effectiveness, maybe because they had dried out. Getting them wet again didn’t help either—her pussy was swollen and needy all over again.
So now Iyanna was feeling twice as uncomfortable as she had been the day before—it was a real struggle to act normal as she settled herself in the chair the Monstrum commander had indicated.
“What’s this meeting about?” she asked, leaning forward anxiously as Commander Rarev settled himself behind the desk. “I hope everything is all right?”
What she meant was, she hoped she wasn’t in some kind of trouble. She still felt uncertain about the mass migration of upright glow flowers she’d caused on the Dark Side of the ship. Stor’kuum had seemed to think it was a good thing, but what if Commander Rarev disagreed?
“Actually,” he said, frowning gravely, “I am afraid things are not all right. And they haven’t been right for some time.”
“Oh?” Iyanna began to get a tight feeling in her stomach. Was he about to blame her for something? “What’s wrong?” she asked carefully. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
“As a matter of fact, there is.” Rarev sat forward in his seat and rested his elbows on his desk, looking at her intently from his large, golden eyes. “But I’m not certain if I should ask you or not.”
“Ask me,” Iyanna told him. “The Monstrum Kindred have been so good to me—if there’s anything I can do to help you, I’ll certainly try to do it.”
“Thank you, but I’m afraid this is what you humans call ‘a big ask’.”
“Okay…” Iyanna said carefully. “Well, what is it?”
Instead of answering, Rarev sighed and tilted his head to one side.
“Stor’kuum tells me you’re a genuine Viridi Femma—the first we’ve had aboard this ship in over a hundred cycles,” he said.
“Oh, well…” Iyanna murmured, uncertain what to say. “That’s what he says anyway. We don’t have anything like that term back on Earth—we just call it being good with plants or ‘having a green thumb.’”
“You might have only been ‘good with plants’ back on Earth, but the Mother Ship has recognized you and your potential,” Rarev said gravely. “Coming aboard our ship has unleashed certain powers you may have never had before—that is how a Viridi Femma is born. Your very touch will be healing to most plants now.” He sighed. “Though sadly, not to all.”
Iyanna cleared her throat and shifted in her seat uneasily.
“Would this have anything to do with the, uh, mating flight I caused among the upright glow blossoms in the Dark Side of the ship last night? Because I honestly didn’t mean to do that and I’m so sorry if I hurt your ecosystem in some way.”
“Oh no, please—the fact that you were able to bring about the first mating flight in decades is what gives me hope that you might be able to help us now. But I just don’t know…my mate, Emilia, thinks I will be asking too much of you.”
Iyanna was getting really tired of the way he was beating around the bush—plus, the discomfort between her legs was making her feel increasingly restless and irritable.
“I really can’t tell you if it’s too much or not if you don’t tell me the problem and explain what you want me to do about it,” she said crisply. “Honestly, Commander Rarev, please just tell me.”
He sighed again.
“I will, but I’d like to wait for the third party of our meeting to arrive before I lay out the general plan. Both of you need to agree for this to work.”
“Third party?” Iyanna asked, eyeing the huge seat beside her again, which looked like it was made for someone considerably bigger than a human.
Before the Monstrum commander could answer, there was a chiming at the door to his office.
“Ah, that will be him now,” Rarev said. “Come in,” he called. “We’ve been waiting for you.”