To end the war

By Chris Godwin/Wolfdragon76

Prologue

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

Wait, that’s not right. That’s another story, and it isn’t even accurate. It really wasn’t all that long ago. This happened shortly after the Sa’arm encountered the Confederacy, so around fifteen to twenty years before the Darjee first contacted us. It wasn’t even all that far away. You know where Tulak-at is at, right? The system we named Bosun-at was maybe 150 light-years from there. I know 150 light-years seems like a long way, but in terms of an interstellar war, that was like New York to Philly.

We were talking about Bosun though. The natives of Bosun were a bit more advanced than humans were, at least according to Confederacy standards. Another dozen generations might have found them listed alongside the races of the Confederacy, but the Sa’arm got to them as they were just beginning to explore their own solar system.

The Bosunites, since no one knows what they called themselves, had been working on an experimental mining charge for asteroids based on their replicator technology. We all know a recycler works by breaking down the molecular bonds between atoms and storing those atoms for future use. These mining charges were an omnidirectional recycler that would store every atom within fifty meters of the device.

When the Sa’arm invaded, they found several of these prototype devices, and being an unknown technology, collected them for study. They set off the first one by accident when the Sa’arm trooper moving them into the hive sphere managed to activate it. Unfortunately, the builders had set a delay between the trigger and activation, so the trooper was a good distance away from the other devices before the activation left a perfect sphere of nothing in its wake. Realizing the potential of these devices, they were far more cautious and separated them, storing each one in a special tunnel in their lair for further study. Why is this important you ask? You’ll find out soon enough. 

Chapter 1

<Admiral Foster, we have another candidate for you. Virgil Morris currently holds master’s degrees in chemistry, mathematics, molecular biology, and mechanical engineering. He is working on his doctorate degrees in all four fields.>

I looked up from my reports and grinned. The AI was a pain in the ass to deal with sometimes, but if you could find the right commands they could work wonders with data. My ongoing query of the past eight months was to find potential sponsor level researchers based on their CAP scores and this was only the sixth alert I’d gotten that met my requirements.

“Display CAP score breakdown in relevant areas.” The numbers popped up and I whistled. Intelligence, determination, imagination, integrity, and loyalty scores were all 9.4 and higher. I’d asked for the AI to flag anyone with all five over a 7.0, but I never thought I’d see a candidate with scores this high. “Where has this guy been hiding?”

<Candidate’s residences for the past fourteen years are listed in San Francisco, California.>

I rolled my eyes at the literal answer. “That was a rhetorical musing, not a question. I know California has been a problem zone for us, but we’ve been pushing recruiting messages at every college and university in the world. How did we miss a doctoral candidate?”

<Candidate was ineligible to test before six days ago.>

“You’re telling me this candidate is fourteen years old?”

<Affirmative.>

“Well fuck me running. AI, contact DECO and see what we can do to get the candidate extracted as soon as possible. He can finish his education in the sleep trainers because we need his mind on a research station.”

<That course of action would be ill-advised. See testing notes for further information.>

I was a little surprised. The AIs never challenged an order unless it went against one of their protocols. Reading the testing notes took the better part of an hour and gave me a headache, but also gave me an idea why the AI had stopped me. “Okay, I’m not a doctor here, but the gist of this is that a sleep trainer may cause brain damage?” 

<Candidate’s memory storage and recall functions are unique. I believe it is an unusual form of the memorization technique known as a mind palace. The subject enters a fugue-like state where he is capable of completing complex mathematical calculations in his head that are beyond the scope of what should be possible. We believe the amount of data transferred during a sleep training session would lock him in this fugue-like state for an unknown amount of time as he attempted to process and reorganize the data in a more familiar manner. The recommended course of action is to allow the subject to remain on Earth until education is completed.>

“Crap on a cracker,” I swear the damn AI could ruin a wet dream. “Tag Virgil Morris as a Military Asset – Interest Deferred, with the provisional rank of ensign in the naval research department, and have the Earth AI monitor him. Alert me to any potential problems.”

<Affirmative.>

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I strolled into the office fifteen minutes after twelve and shook my head as I saw the girls had already finished their lunch. Moving into the lab, I walked over to the mousy girl on the computer. “Has he been at it all morning again?”

Amy looked up at the clock and shrugged. “You know the drill when he gets stuck in his work. We come in at seven-thirty and set up for the first group of samples. He shows up at five till eight, says good morning, and dives in. I tried to tell him Kate got us lunch, but I doubt he noticed.”

“Has he said anything?”

She shook her head and sighed. “Nothing beyond telling Kate to dispose of a sample when he was finished with it and telling me what sample he had been working on when he handed me his notes to input. I swear I could be sitting here naked, and he still wouldn’t notice with as little attention as he pays to us when he’s working.”

“Trust me, he’d notice,” I said, smiling down at my lover. Amy was five foot four, with a lean athletic figure and perky c cups. “He’d really enjoy the view as well, but you know why he’d never say anything. Don’t worry, I’ll keep those promises I made to all of you, but we have to let him finish his work first.”

“Damn CAP scores,” she sighed. “I think he’s on to something though. It probably sounds strange, but after two years of working with him, I’ve noticed a tone to his notes as he gets close to solving whatever problem he’s working on. Don’t quote me, but I’m thinking two months tops before he nails this piece of the puzzle.”

That was exciting news. I couldn’t tell her right now because I had to deal with Virgil, but this wasn’t just a piece of the puzzle he’d been working to solve for the past twenty-six months. This was the final step of a formula that could be a turning point in the war against the swarm. To get there though, I had to keep Virgil from burning himself out. Walking over to him, I trapped his arm between my full d cups as I put my arms around his waist.

“Hey lover boy, looking for a good time?”

I caught his smirk as he pulled away from his microscope and glanced down at me. “Helen, one of these days I’m actually going to say yes, just to see you jump back and stammer because I know you’re not serious. Was it lunchtime already? It’s only been…” He cut off as he looked up at the clock. “Damn, I guess I lost track of time again.”

“I know, but that’s what you have me for,” I chuckled. “Now be a good boy and come eat the lunch Kate got for you, then I’ll let you bury yourself in your experiments until six. It’s leg day and I’m going to push you hard tonight to work off some of that stress since you won’t take advantage of the hot coeds.”

“Helen.”

The warning in his tone just made me smile up at him. “Just saying. I know your reasons and can respect them, but you need to do something to work off the stress and stay healthy so that big brain of yours can keep chipping away at this problem. Go eat and let me keep doing my job.”

“Yes sis,” he replied, rolling his eyes before he glanced over Kate. “Kate, I’m done with this sample if you could dispose of it for me. Amy, can you grab the notes from this one and give me a comparison of this sample against sample fourteen?”

“Of course, Doctor.”

I’m not sure he realized he’d get the exact same response if he asked them to strip and bend over the table. Then again, knowing Virgil, he probably did and wouldn’t ask because neither of them had a high enough score to be a sponsor. His sense of personal honor wouldn’t let him because he’d feel they were doing it in hopes of a trip off the planet.

Two weeks later 

“Helen, I think you need to come in to the lab.”

The tone of Kate’s voice had me worried. She wasn’t panicked, but it wasn’t far off. “Was there an accident? Is everyone alright?”

“No, no accident or anything, but he’s acting weird.”

I snorted out a laugh. Saying Virgil was acting weird was like saying snow was cold. “When is Virgil not acting weird?”

“Helen, you know I wouldn’t call if it was just his normal weirdness.” Her tone had gone from slightly panicked to mildly exasperated, which is what I’d been aiming for anyway. “Doctor Morris is sitting in the office.”

I stopped so fast I almost tripped over my feet. It was barely three o’clock in the afternoon and Virgil never left his lab early. Hell, most of the time I had to go in and drag him out and remind him to eat. I was already moving back to my car, my errand completely forgotten. The girls were sure to forgive me, considering it was related to Virgil’s work.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. He was working on his latest sample when he hit the table and started swearing. Not the first time this week, or even today actually.” I just nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. Virgil did that a lot as he got close to his breakthroughs because those near misses really frustrated him. “We didn’t really think anything of it until he went into the office. Amy’s keeping an eye on him, but he’s just sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.”

“Shit, he’s hit a wall,” I sighed. “I’m about fifteen minutes out. Whatever you do, don’t touch him. I’ve seen this before and either of you trying to comfort him right now would freak him out. We’ve already talked about the why, and I may need you before we’re done, but just leave him alone unless I ask for help.”

“Okay,” she hesitated, “just hurry, please. We don’t like seeing him like this.”

“I’m getting in the car now and will be there as soon as I can.”

Hitting the button to end the call, I dropped the phone before hitting the ignition. I had seen Virgil like this before. It was six years ago, shortly after he’d almost lost his virginity and run into a wall built by his own moral compass and the reality of our world after CAP testing.

Six years ago 

God, I needed to get laid. The two hours of presenting and defending my thesis had just been the climax of my spending the past six months buried in my prep work. I really hoped one of my semi-regular girlfriends was available because I was just about horny enough to hit up the campus bar if they weren't.

Running into Virgil in the dorm common area brought that train of thought to a halt. I might have been able to ignore it if it were a student my age sitting there looking heartbroken. Having a family member die, or finding out the girl you hoped to marry had agreed to be a conk to escape the Sa’arm were just a part of life, but Virgil was just a kid. Okay, maybe not just a kid, considering he was only thirteen and working on four Doctorates, but a kid nonetheless. 

Moving closer, I revised my assessment as I noticed the button with the bright green 8.6 on his shirt. The local testing center had started passing those out to new sponsors in an effort to bring people in when the state of California refused to implement the mandatory testing requirement. So, he’d recently turned fourteen and had chosen to go in for CAP testing. Damn impressive score, considering his age, but the kid was a genius and apparently had more going for him than I thought. He was still a kid though, and his posture told me something was broken, so I had to help.

Sitting down next to him on the couch, I put my arm around him. “Hey, cutie looks like you’re having a rough day. Want to find someplace private and talk about it?”

He sighed before popping the button off his shirt and flinging it across the room. “I guess I should stop advertising. Look, I’m sure you’re a firecracker in bed, but I’m not auditioning any concubines right now. Just, leave me alone, please?”

The bitterness in his voice made it clear what happened. A side effect of letting a fourteen-year-old boy test. They may be capable of reproducing, but they were rarely ready for the sudden increase of desperate women twice their age trying to jump on their dicks in search of a sponsor. I dug through my purse for a moment before slipping my CAP card into his hand, so he could see the 7.5 on it. “I’m my own ride off this rock, and while you’re an adult by Confederacy standards, you’re still ten years younger than me. You’re a cutie, but it would be like banging my little brother, so we’re not going to go there, okay? Was it Shelly Winters?”

He tensed up and looked over at me. “How did you know?”

I rolled my eyes and slipped my CAP card back into my purse before putting my arm around his shoulders again. “Before the president's speech, Shelly was here on what’s known as an MRS degree program. You’re a little young to know the term, but basically, she was going to college looking for a husband more than an education. Now she’ll put out for anyone that’s got a CAP over 6.5 in hopes that they’ll remember her if they get caught in a pick-up. I know you don’t want to hear this, but Shelly’s really a sweet girl. She’s just scared about the future and doesn’t have any higher aspiration in life than being a wife and mother.” 

“You’ve had sex with her, haven’t you?”

“Don’t hold it against me, but yes,” I chuckled, “and if I were caught in a pick-up with her, I’d choose her as one of my concubines in a heartbeat. Think about it, a concubine’s job is to pop out kids and raise them while their sponsor is out supporting the war effort. With the right sponsor, Shelly could have what she wants, so try not to hold it against her that she wants to see if you’d be a good one.”

He was quiet for a moment before he put his arm around me a squeezed a bit. “Thanks, and I’ll try. It’s just hard because it doesn't seem like family means all that much anymore.”

“You lost your mom to a pick-up, didn’t you?”

“And dad,” he quietly replied. “Almost two years ago. They said I’d be better off staying with my gran and continuing my schooling, so I could make a real difference someday. They might have convinced me they were telling the truth, but I could hear their sponsor in the background yelling at his other concubine about how he told her before she accepted that he wasn’t picking up her brats. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy I had someplace to go, and I love my gran, but I can’t really talk to her about stuff.”

“My mom was picked up last year and took my little brother with her, so I understand how you feel. I can’t replace your parents, but I’ve got a lot of experience being a big sister, and it sounds like you could use one. So what do you say, can I adopt you as my new little brother? I’ve got a big comfy couch in my room that we can curl up on and just talk about whatever is on your mind. Be warned before you accept, I loved to cuddle with my little brother. It’s not a sexual thing, but it’s very intimate. You’ll be like my favorite teddy bear.”

He hesitated for a minute before finally smiling at me. “I think I’d like that, but could you maybe come with me, so I can apologize to Shelly? She came on pretty strong and I didn’t react very well.”

“We can do that, but do you mind if I ask why you turned her down? It might help if we can explain why you reacted the way you did.”

“It… just felt wrong,” he sighed. “Like as soon as she saw my score she was more interested in a potential sponsor than me. Yesterday I was just that kid she passed in the halls. She was friendly, but I wasn’t important until she saw that stupid button. I want my first time to be with someone who likes me for me, not what I might be able to do for them.”

“So it wasn’t a physical thing as much as an emotional one?” He blushed a bit and nodded. “Tell her that. Let her know you find her attractive but you want to get to know her first. She’s a romantic at heart, so I’m sure she’d love to hear that.”

She did, and they actually went out a couple of times, but Shelly got picked up two weeks later by a Marine who let her be the housewife and mother she always wanted to be. He handled it better than I thought he would and was actually happy for her, but that ended his dating career. Virgil could never get past the idea that a woman would be more interested in him as a potential sponsor than as a person, even when he hit his growth spurt and I started dragging him to the gym with me. That was around the time I started to regret the whole big sister thing as well, because on his seventeenth birthday, I realized my new little brother was a hunk.

Present 

I walked into the office and paused as I watched Virgil. It wasn’t as serious as it had been the first time, but he was definitely up against a wall. Thankfully I knew how to get through to him. Climbing up on the couch, I put one leg behind him as I put my arms around him then pulled, so I ended up reclined with his head resting on my chest, one leg behind him and my calf resting across his lap. 

“Hey, cutie looks like you’re having a rough day. Why don’t you tell your big sister all about it?”

“Helen, is this really appropriate?”

I snorted. “Please, you think I’ve never noticed you get hard when your head is resting on my beasts? I’m not offended. Hell, I kind of like knowing I affect you that way because it tells me I still have it. This is about you needing comfort though, so spill. What’s going on?”

“I’m stuck,” he sighed. “It has been three days now and I just can’t get it. I’m so close but it’s like I keep running into a damn wall.”

“You’re stressed. Do you trust me?”

“You know I do,” he replied. “I know we’re not actually related, but you’re family. You’re the one who keeps me from going insane with all this. I think that’s part of the reason I’m so stressed right now, I feel like I’m letting you down.”

“It’s just a wall,” I reminded him. “You’re not done, you haven’t failed, and I know for a fact you don’t know how to quit, so you’re just stressed out. That’s why I need you to trust me. I understand why you won’t go out and pick up a hot coed for a night of fun, but that’s not the only option.”

“Helen, I love you, but I just can’t. I don’t know what I’d do if I screwed up what’s between us.”

I smirked as I leaned down to kiss the top of his head. “I love you too, and you’re right. We need to get your head back on straight, but we can’t change the dynamic between us by having sex. I have something else in mind though, because you really need to get laid already. The only question is do you trust me enough to let me set this up for you?”

He was hesitating, so I leaned down to kiss the top of his head again. “Please? This is hurting you, so it’s hurting me as well, and I won’t have any problem finding someone who wants you for you. Between the weights and Tai chi classes, you’ve turned into quite the stud, little brother. Nobody regrets the whole we can’t have sex thing more than me, so I’m going to fuck you vicariously by hooking you up with my hot friends. Let me do this for you. I promise you won’t regret it.”

Virgil turned his head to look up at me. “Is that what you really want?”

“We’ll discuss it after we’re extracted,” I said before leaning down to kiss him softly. “For now, you need me to be your big sister, so just say yes.”

“You know it’s really hard to say no when you pull the big sister card on me?” I just smiled and nodded as he sighed. “Fine, just no one who needs a sponsor. I know I’ll have to do it when we’re extracted, but I can’t get past the idea that I’m taking advantage of someone right now.”

“I promise, no girls searching for a sponsor. Now I want you to lie back and relax while I step into the lab and set up your first date.” He sat up, so I could move, then laid back on the couch and closed his eyes before I leaned over and hugged him again. “I need a promise from you as well, that you’re not going to freak out when you find out who your date is. She knows you, wants to have sex with you, is protected so she can’t get pregnant, and is not searching for a sponsor. You just need to accept her gift and enjoy yourself because she meets all your criteria, okay?”

“I’ll try,” he offered hesitantly.

“If that’s the best you can do,” I sighed. “Just remember two main points for me, she wants you, and not because she wants you to be her sponsor.”

He just nodded, so I kissed him on the cheek before getting up and moving into the lab. As I closed the door, looked over at Amy and Kate. “Thanks for staying so quiet. I’m sure you heard most of that, so the only real question is who gets to go first. The two of you need to decide though. I love both of you and I don’t want either of you to feel slighted if I choose the other.”

They were quiet for a minute before Kate reached over and put her hand on Amy’s shoulder. “It should be you first.”

You could see Amy’s surprise as she looked up. “Really?”

Kate nodded. “We all know I’m the house slut. If he wanted to pin someone up against the lockers and drill them in the ass, I’d be the best choice, but he’s a virgin. He needs someone gentle and loving his first time, and that’s you. Go make love to him for all of us, and I’ll catch him when he’s ready for something rougher.”

Amy smiled before stepping up and kissing Kate. “I have a better idea. How about both of us? You give him his first blowjob and I’ll make love to him. If he’s up for round three, he’s all yours. We all know what’s going to happen after the extraction, so let’s get him comfortable with the idea that he can come to either of us if he needs a little relief leading up to it. I mean, if that’s alright with you?”

That last was meant for me so I nodded. “You already know my answer. All I ask is that you keep it casual until the extraction. I don’t think we’ll be here much longer though. For him to be this stressed, he’s got to be right on the verge of cracking this thing and I’ll arrange for our extraction as soon as he does. Give me a minute to get him in the right position then you two can come and join us.”

They both just grinned as I walked back into the office. Virgil was still laying on the couch, so I walked over and ran my fingers through his hair. “Hey, lover boy. I’ve got everything all set up, but you still look a bit too stressed to enjoy your date. Sit up and let me give you a scalp massage to help you relax a bit first. I’d do it there, but kneeling in this skirt is a pain in the ass. The damn thing almost split when I had to crawl up on the couch with you.”

Virgil sat up as I moved around the couch then moaned as I started rubbing his temples. “God, keep that up and I won’t need to take advantage of some poor girl.”

“Don’t you dare back out of this,” I hissed at him. “She’s had a crush on you for years and damn near creamed her panties when I asked if she was interested in hooking up with you tonight. Her sponsor has already given her approval to sleep with you. You ruin this for her and I’ll kick your ass into next week.”

“Sorry, sorry, I’m just a little uncomfortable with the whole sponsor thing. I mean, I know you say she has one, but what happens if her sponsor gets picked up while she’s with me?”

I sighed and glanced up to see the girls waiting to join in. Nodding toward his lap, I waited until they were about to straddle his legs before I responded. “That can’t happen because I’m her sponsor, or their sponsor technically.”

His eyes popped open as Kate and Amy pressed their bodies up against him. “Kate? Amy? What’s going on? How is Helen your sponsor? Did you really seduce my lab techs and promise to be their sponsor just so I wouldn’t be uncomfortable with this?”

Kate rolled her eyes and kissed him to shut him up.

“This is why I asked you not to freak out,” I reminded him. “Just relax and give me a chance to explain, okay? Yes, I seduced your lab techs, but not the way you’re thinking. Remember that long weekend I took right after your seventeenth birthday? They agreed to be my concubines that weekend. When you needed lab assistants, I asked them to work with you because I knew they had the skills you needed. This right here is simply because they think you’re sexy.” 

“But, how can you make a promise like that? What happens if you get picked up while they’re here?”

I sighed again. “Damn it, Virgil. You have two beautiful, almost naked girls in your lap and you’re still questioning? Okay, short version, do you know what a MAID is?”

“Housekeeping?”

I rolled my eyes. “No, MAID is an acronym; Military Asset — Interest Deferred. You had an 8.6 when you were fourteen. The AIs track everyone with a CAP card, and most people over 8 get extracted within the first six months. They’ve been keeping tabs on you for six years so you could finish school and do your research without any interruptions. Once your research here is finished, I’ll arrange for our extraction.”

“You’ve already been inducted, haven’t you? That’s why you’re not worried about being away from your concubines all the time.”

“No, but I’ve got a bit of leeway due to my future service and my connection to you. I’m going to be the Civil Service’s liaison for the system your research station is in.” Amy and Kate were still nibbling on his neck, so I reached down to stroke their hair. “They know I won’t leave them behind because I’ll know when we’re being picked up. Is that enough information for you to feel secure in the fact you’re not taking advantage of them? They really do want this.”

“If you have doubts, I need to show you something,” Kate said. She pushed her panties down then took his hand and placed it between her legs. “Do you feel how wet I am? I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, Doctor Morris, and I’m finally getting my chance.”

“I think you should call me Virgil, considering where my hand is.”

Kate shook her head and smiled. “Nope, you’re Doctor Morris, and I’m the naughty lab assistant who’s about to give her boss a blowjob in his office.”

Kate slipped down between his legs as Amy moved from his neck to his ear. “I’m not quite as forward as Kate is, but I’m just as eager. I’d kiss you, but I want you to watch her. Look into those deep blue eyes as she takes your cock into her hot little mouth.”

“Holy crap, Amy, you have to see this!”

I felt him tense up as Amy looked down at his lap and gasped.

“There’s nothing wrong, little brother, or should I say not so little brother? They’re just a little shocked by how big your cock is. Forget your CAP score, you could attract a whole flock of girls just by wearing tighter pants, so they could see what you’re packing down there.”

“Oh god!”

Amy smiled at his pleasured exclamation as Kate engulfed the head of his cock. Kate slowly worked him over for a couple of minutes, and we could see he was straining when Amy leaned in and licked his ear. “You don’t have to hold back. We know it’s your first time, and she’s doing this for you so you’ll be able to enjoy being inside of me. Just relax and cum for her, she wants to taste it.”

His deep moan of pleasure was followed by Kate gulping as she swallowed his offering. She kept stroking him for a couple of minutes, milking every drop out of him before she finally pulled back. Her lips were sealed as she crawled up onto the couch and pulled Amy in for a kiss.

“Good lord, do they do that often?”

“Kiss, or swap your cum back and forth when they kiss,” I asked in an amused tone. “I know they keep it professional around the lab, but I’m sure they’d be willing to do either more often if you asked.”

“Sorry, I guess I’m still in shock,” he chuckled. “I knew you were all friends, but I never would have guessed that they’re involved with you as well. Um, I’m guessing Lexie and Janet are your other two? Any other important secrets you’ve been hiding?”

“I think that blowjob helped clear your mind a bit,” I said, smiling down at him. “And we weren’t trying to keep it a secret from you. We’ve just didn’t want to flaunt our sex life in front of you and keep you feeling more frustrated than you already were.”

“Well, don’t feel you have to hide your affection for each other in the future,” he sighed. “Of course, now I feel even worse because I feel like I’m holding everyone back by not being able to solve this thing.”

“We’ll just have to help inspire you then,” I laughed. “Amy, I can see he’s recovered, probably due to having two sexy girls make out with each other in his lap. I think he’s ready for the main event.”

They’d already removed each other’s bras during their make-out session, so Amy just smiled as she stood and removed her panties before straddling Virgil. She brought his hands up to cup her breasts as she leaned in to kiss him. They kissed for a couple of minutes before Amy pulled back and reached down to grasp his cock. She placed the head at her entrance before looking into his eyes.

“Virgil, we’ve kind of pushed you to this point, but I want to be sure this is what you want. Do you want to make love to me?”

I noticed that he looked confused as he reached up to touch her cheek. “I’d love to, but can we really call it that if this is a one-time thing?”

Amy looked up at me and I could see the plea in her eyes, but shook my head. He wasn’t ready to think about him impregnating all of our concubines after extraction. Leaning down, I ran my hands over his chest and kissed his cheek.

“What makes you think this is a one-time thing?”

“Doesn’t the whole sponsor/concubine relationship kind of imply that,” he asked. “You’re not supposed to touch another sponsor’s concubines without explicit permission.”

“What makes you think you wouldn’t have explicit permission? Besides, we haven’t been extracted yet, so those rules don’t count,” I chuckled. “For now, you can think of my girlfriends as your girlfriends as well. Heck, now that you’ve let Kate blow you and are losing your virginity with Amy, you might as well move into my extra bedroom and let all four of them rotate through your bed. They’re all interested in you and very willing.” 

“Am I,” he asked, looking at Amy.

“That’s up to you,” she replied. “If you want to, put your hands on my hips and push down.”

His hands slid down her body and came to rest on her hips. Their eyes met and she nodded slightly before he moaned as he pushed her down on his cock. I continued to rub his chest and shoulders as she slowly rode him, bringing herself off several times before he groaned and flooded her pussy. Amy collapsed on his chest as Kate moved in to clean them both up and I started stroking her hair as I smiled down at Virgil.

“Congratulations, little brother, you’re officially not a virgin anymore, and you have one very satisfied woman in your lap.”

“I’m not sure about that,” he sighed. “It doesn’t seem like she enjoyed it all that much.”

“You’ve been watching too much porn,” Amy murmured against his neck. “Not all of us scream and moan during sex. You were watching me fairly closely while I was riding you, so you probably noticed there were a few times where it seemed like I was gasping for my next breath. Those were my climaxes. They were so intense I could barely breathe, so I’d have to say I enjoyed that and am looking forward to the next time we get to do this.”

“Really,” he asked, looking shocked. “You were amazing, but I thought you were just doing it for me?”

“Oh no,” Amy sighed. “That was definitely a mutually pleasurable encounter. You should listen to Helen and move in with us. Every woman is different, but you could learn a lot with four girlfriends, and none of us will expect more than this from you.”

“I’ll definitely think about it,” Virgil chuckled. “As amazing as that was though, I’m kind of used to sleeping alone. That quiet time before bed is when I try to work my way through the next step in my research.”

“No pressure,” Kate told him, “but you could drag one of us to your bed, fuck the shit out of us, then slap us on the ass and tell us to go to bed so you can think. We’re not looking for love, but we’re not going to turn down good sex with someone we care about just because you don’t want us to sleep with you. Think of it as a friends with benefits relationship. We are friends, right?”

“I’d like to think so,” he said. Everything stopped as he got a far away look in his eyes. Kate, Amy, and I all watched, grinning, as his brain went into overdrive. We’d all seen this one before, and it was always a good thing. It was several minutes before his eyes came back into focus, and he noticed Amy was still in his lap where she’d waited to keep from disturbing him. “Sorry about that, but something just popped into my head. Would you be too upset if I asked for a rain check on whatever you had planned next? I kind of need to get back into the lab and test this idea.”

“Next would have been bending me over the desk and pounding the hell out of my poor little pussy if you wanted to,” Kate told him. “But the answer is no, I won’t be upset if you need to postpone our playtime. This was all about helping you get your head back in the game. We’re here if you need us though, and that means anything from our regular duties as your lab assistants to afternoon blowjobs or even fucking the hell out of us to clear your head.”

“Good, good,” he said, zoning out a bit as Amy slid off his lap and fixed his pants. “Do we have powdered chromium? Or maybe iron would work…”

“I have both available, although we only have a gram or so of powdered chromium on hand.”

“That’s more than enough to start with. Can you reload the same material set as the last experiment and add two milligrams of the powdered chromium in the thirteenth hopper? I’m going to have to play with the mix a bit, but that might work.” 

Kate grinned. “Of course, Doctor, just give me a minute to get dressed and I’ll get right on that for you.”

Virgil nodded, barely noticing as Kate and Amy started pulling their clothes back on. He probably wouldn’t notice if I had every man in the research park come in and pull a train on Amy at this point, but his head was back in his research, and that was all that mattered right now.

Three weeks later 

I was jealous. Not like crazy jealous, but watching Kate thrash, almost out of her mind with pleasure, had lit a fire deep inside me that my fingers weren’t touching, and this latest show was super intense. I’d had a lot of sex in my life, but I’d never cum as hard as Kate was cumming right now. It was almost like he was hate fucking her, or at least using her as a receptacle for all his frustrations. Thankfully the sound of their bodies slapping together covered my moans of pleasure as my fingers dancing over my clit triggered another climax.

His roar was still drowned out by her scream as his climax triggered another one of hers before he collapsed across her like he’d just run a marathon. I’m not sure that fuck was any easier than running a marathon though. He’d started with her bent over the couch, but after his first climax, he’d just rolled her over and kept fucking her.

Thankfully it looked like he was all fucked out, so I fixed my skirt and walked over to put my hand on his shoulder. “Are you alright now? That looked a bit rough.”

He looked down at Kate, laying under him looking half dazed, and got a horrified look on his face as he pulled back a bit. “Oh my god, Kate, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t you dare apologize for that,” she moaned, moving enough to put her arms around him and pull him back down onto her chest. “I’m not saying I can handle getting fucked that hard every day, but that was amazing. Just be gentle when you pull out. My poor little pussy cried uncle about ten orgasms ago.”

She winced a bit as he pulled out, but smiled as he gathered her up in his arms and sat down with her in his lap. I sat down next to them and put my arm around him as we petted her.

“Now that you’ve worked out all your frustrations, how about you tell us what brought that on,” I asked. “I’m not a scientist, but maybe talking about what you’re working on will help spark an idea that will help you move forward.”

“I guess it can’t hurt anything,” he sighed. “We haven’t really done any kind of progress report since I started this new line of research. I’m not even sure Kate and Amy know what it is we’re working on.”

“Of course we know, you’re making a giant bug bomb.” Virgil snorted out a laugh before glaring at Amy. She just sat there, smiling, with an innocent look on her face.

“Thank you, for summing up my life’s work in the most irreverent way possible. Remind me to spank you later for being a brat.”

Her smile grew a bit wider. “Of course, Doctor. I’ll pencil it in for tomorrow since tonight is supposed to be Lexie’s night with you, assuming you have anything left after that epic fucking you just gave Kate.”

“Aannyway,” he said, drawing the word out as he rolled his eyes at Amy. “My giant bug bomb, as Amy so eloquently put it, is a variation of the Sa’arm neurotoxin I developed a couple of years back. I gave the military that formula already, but I don’t know if it’s actually being used. It’s a bit limited as it has to be delivered internally, and it’s not easy to get through their armor.”

“The current project is a liquid that rapidly evaporates into a heavier than air gas cloud that will kill on contact and hopefully be able to penetrate deep into their lairs, so we can clear them off a planet with minimal contact. My problem is stabilizing the gas cloud enough that it won’t break down before it can get into the deeper levels of those lairs.”

“Okay, so progress report questions,” I said. “Kill on contact?”

“Untested obviously, since we can’t get a live specimen, but it’s concentrated enough in its gaseous form that a Sa’arm unit caught in the cloud would be dead before they realized the cloud was there.”

I nodded. “Do we know how it will affect anything else caught in the cloud?”

“It won’t kill them,” he offered hesitantly. “At least I don’t think it will, but we don’t have any information on the other races in the Confederacy. Getting caught in the cloud would ruin a marine’s day but it wouldn’t kill him, kind of like what happened to the marine who accidentally dosed himself with the neurotoxin.” 

“I don’t think that was an accident, considering they had a med unit right there and it recorded how it affected him, but we’ll ignore that for now,” I replied. “How stable is the liquid form? Can we store it for any length of time and transport it?”

“As long as the vacuum seals remain intact, it should hold its liquid form indefinitely. Once you break the seal and expose it to air, you’ve got about fifteen minutes before it starts to evaporate, but the evaporation process is basically a controlled explosion,” he explained. “A half-ounce of liquid will fill my test room with a cloud in a few seconds.”

The test room was a thousand cubic feet. “Wall to wall and floor to ceiling?” He nodded and I whistled. “Damn, that’s one hell of a nice dispersal rate, but I thought you said it was heavier than air? How are we filling the room?” 

“Like I said, it’s basically a controlled explosion. It evaporates so fast that the gas molecules are being forced up just to make room for the ones evaporating from the liquid under them,” he explained. “I’ve done some small-scale testing and it starts to sink fast.” 

“So what happens once it’s in gaseous form?” 

Virgil shook his head. “That’s where I hit my problem. I mean, it’s obviously not a stable compound, and gasses are the least stable form of mass, but even with no airflow, the room is clear in thirty minutes, leaving nothing but mostly harmless base compounds. The gas is heavy, but it won’t hold together long enough to penetrate into the deeper parts of the Sa'arm lairs.”

Amy and Kate were just staring at him as I tried to control my breathing. “Okay, and what is your ideal projection and proposed application?”

“I don’t know how it works, but the Confederacy has some kind of matter teleportation capabilities. Science fiction movies probably aren’t the best research material, but think Star Trek teleporter,” he said, smirking. “I was thinking we could open the container on board a ship then teleport it down to the entrance of the Sa’arm lair, ideally blocking the entrance in some way to force it to disperse down the tunnels as it evaporates for optimal dispersion. The problem is I want at least an hour before it breaks down to be certain it can penetrate into the deeper parts of the lair.” 

“Virgil, I haven’t actually seen the samples since they’re vacuum-sealed, so I have to ask, what’s the viscosity of the liquid form at room temperature?”

He stopped for a moment at Kate’s question. “I haven’t actually measured it.”

“We don’t need an exact number,” Kate replied, “but in general are we talking like thick molasses or what?”

“No nothing that thick,” he mused. “Think more along the lines of dish soap.”

“So, if we were to pour it down a long straight slope, how far would it run before it evaporated?”

Virgil’s face scrunched up, and he glared at me. “Helen, there are so many possible variables to that question that I couldn’t even begin to calculate it.”

“Let me try,” Amy said. “Okay, Doc, remember those water slides we went down last week when we dragged you out of the lab? Dry the longest one out and dump a gallon of your solution down it. Would the liquid hit the end of the slide before it started evaporating?”

“No, the slide’s surface isn't perfectly smooth, so we’d only get about half-way down before it was all stuck to the slide.”

“Okay,” I said, interrupting where Amy was going with that chain of thought. “I know it’s not exactly what you’re aiming for, but can we write up what you have so far? The Confederacy is funding our research and I think this would be a great point to update them on where we’re at.”

“Um, sure, I guess we can do that. Amy, would you mind printing out my notes from that last batch while I type up the rest of what Helen needs,” he asked. “Kate, thanks for indulging me. You were as amazing as always.”

“Any time, Doc, just not tomorrow,” Kate smirked as she climbed off his lap. “My poor little abused pussy needs time to recover.”

He just smiled as he got up then kissed her again before heading into the lab. Amy waited until he closed the door before turning to me.

“Why did you interrupt me? One more question would have had him realizing we just need to alter his deployment method to solve the problem. I’m honestly not sure how he didn’t think of it on his own.”

I shook my head. “Virgil’s a research scientist, so he’s not used to thinking in real-world solutions. Amy, what happens when this project is finished?”

“We finally get off this rock and sent to a colony far away from where the fucking bugs are advancing. They were projected to be here sometime next year, and I don’t want to be here when they arrive.”

I could hear the fear in her voice, so I went over and put my arms around her. “They’re not here yet, and I won’t let it come to that, okay? I need you to think about what he’s going to do when he realizes we’re done and ready to be extracted.”

Amy took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Sorry, the realization that we could finally go just hit me and I wasn’t thinking. He’s going to freak out about the whole concubine issue. I just don’t get why. We’ve been sleeping with him for weeks now, and it’s clear he’s a dominant, so it doesn’t make any sense.”

“It’s a consent thing,” I explained. “Sure, I tie you to the bed and fuck you senseless now, but you still have a choice. When we’re extracted, you become my property. If I decide I want to turn you into a six-foot-tall blond amazon with J cups, I can do that, and you have no say in the matter. Clone of my favorite supermodel? Real-life catgirl? Fantasy succubus? Revert your body to what you looked like at fourteen? I can literally do anything I want with you, including shove you out an airlock and end your life, and nobody would do anything to me if I did. That’s not consent, that’s complete control, and that scares him, especially as one of those is one of his fantasies.”

“I’m guessing at real-life catgirl,” she said, smirking. “How is it he got hooked on anime?”

“It was kind of my fault,” I admitted. “You have to remember he was just fourteen when I met him. He was basically alone, but he’d just got his CAP testing done and scored an 8.6. Suddenly women who were ignoring him the day before were offering their asses in hopes of getting a sponsor. Their enthusiasm made him remember how his parents had abandoned him to leave with their sponsor. He needed a friend to talk to and someone to look out for him, so I became his big sister. The anime was just something I stumbled across when I was trying to get him to kick back and remember he didn’t have to act like an adult just because he legally was one. I didn’t realize it at the time, but cartoon boobs are a great substitute for the real thing when you’re afraid that women will only want you for your CAP score.”

“That makes sense,” Amy sighed, “but how are we going to get him through this? I mean, his research here is done.”

“You go get the report he asked for and trust that I’ve got this handled,” I told her. “We just won’t tell him we have our pick-up arranged until we walk into it.”

“He’s still going to freak out about having to select six concubines at the last minute.”

I smirked a bit. “It’s eleven, and do you really think I’d let him walk into this blind? While you guys have been here keeping an eye on him for the past two years, I’ve been screening potential concubines for him. Big sister, remember? He talks to me about the kind of woman he finds attractive. I’ve already found his concubines, including this hot little Japanese girl who’s crazy about catgirl cosplay and would love to become his real-life catgirl. Heck, you’ve met all of them already. That support group I’ve been working with of women looking to be ready for extraction? All he has to do is accept them, and accept the fact that we’re going to combine our households so we can be one big happy family.”

“You sneaky little minx… How does he get eleven?”

I pulled out the button he’d tossed across the dorm common room all those years ago. It was still linked to his card, and she gasped when she saw the bright green 9.7 on it. “Yeah, he hasn’t checked his CAP card since he first tested. He had an 8.6 at fourteen, and the AIs can adjust them as a person grows and gains more experience. Military command can also award extra concubines for exceptional contributions to the war effort before a pick-up, and he’s earned three more off his work here. I kind of have to choose two more for myself as well.”

She looked confused until I flashed her my CAP card, and she saw my score was now an 8.1. “Working with Virgil all these years has raised my score.”

Amy rolled her eyes. “Alright, I bow at the feet of the master. Let me get the report you need and I’ll just follow your lead.”

I grinned as I pulled out my phone and sent a group text to the girls I’d selected for Virgil. He knew all of them, even if only as casual acquaintances, except Sakara. I added a private note to her reminding her to wear her Nekomimi getup to make sure he accepted her. By this time tomorrow, we’d hopefully be on a transport ship moving on to the next stage of our lives.

Chapter 2

I waited until I got the confirmation that everyone was at the restaurant before I stepped into the lab. Thankfully the girls had followed my instructions and kept Virgil busy with little stuff that needed doing around the lab, so he wasn’t buried in an experiment.

“Hey, cutie. Toss your lab coat and grab your girlfriends, you’re taking us out to lunch.”

He looked over and sighed. “I haven’t been able to get any work done yet today, can’t you just grab something and come back?”

“Nope! I spent the morning trying to explain your genius to the local military commander, so you owe me one,” I chuckled. “I’ll be nice though. There’s a burger joint across the street, and I’m in the mood for a greasy burger, so you can escort us there.”

Virgil gave me an amused smirk as he looked me over. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat a burger.”

“Military brass, extra helping of bullshit, need greasy food to hopefully help it slide off when I have to deal with the rest of them after lunch.”

He snorted out a laugh as he glanced over at Amy and Kate. “Would you lovely ladies like to join us for something that will probably clog your arteries? Apparently, I’m buying.”

We chatted as we strolled over and I grinned as I noted the marines sitting close to the door with a tablet. Virgil and I may have been the primary objectives of this pick-up, but I knew they were checking for any other sponsor level recruits in the area to boost their numbers. As we waited to order, I visually confirmed every member of our party. They’d taken over one corner of the dining area, but it was probably for the best. If there were other potential sponsors here, it would be easier to avoid trouble if our groups were all together.

Virgil looked surprised when he found Lexie and Helen waiting for us, but didn’t get suspicious until he noticed all the women sitting around our table watching him and the fact he was the only one not just picking at his food. His eyes narrowed as he turned to me.

“Helen, is there something you’d like to tell me?”

I picked up my drink and looked over at the marines. They watched as one final person got out of his car and walked in before the gray wall cut off access to the outside world. “We’re being extracted. Sorry, I figured you would get nervous if you knew ahead of time.”  

“If I could have everyone’s attention please, I’m Master Sergeant Jamison and this is a Confederacy extraction.” The sergeant's voice cut through the din as Virgil gave me a worried look.

“Helen, my research isn't ready yet.”

Amy rolled her eyes before pulling his head around and kissing him. “You’re the dumbest genius I know. Liquid runs downhill faster than the heaviest gas. You were talking about teleporting the containers, but they can teleport just the liquid form of your formula and let the liquid run down the tunnel before it starts to evaporate.”

Virgil froze for a moment before groaning. “How the hell did I miss that?”

“You were thinking about the ideal end product instead of what you could do with the product you had on hand,” I offered. “Don’t worry, you can continue trying to improve it when we reach Copic, but the military wants to start field testing what you have right now.”

“A little warning would have been nice though.”

I smirked as I got up and started pulling him out of the booth. “Nope, a warning would have just given you time to worry, and I’ve already taken care of ninety-nine percent of your interview process. Trust me, we’ll get to the concubine situation after we check in to start the extraction.”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond as I dragged him up to the front. Handing my CAP card to the sergeant, I elbowed Virgil before he finally pulled his card out of his wallet. He didn’t even glance at it as he handed it over and froze in shock when the sergeant running the extraction snapped to attention and saluted him. “Doctor Virgil Morris. Master Sergeant Jamison. Sir, I just wanted to personally thank you before we get started. I have a few friends who got to go home to their conks instead of becoming fertilizer on a Sa'arm world due to your magic serum, so thank you for your contribution.”

Virgil looked a bit stunned. “You’re welcome. I didn’t realize they’d found a way to use it.”

“Navy brains figured it out, but it’s not pretty,” the sergeant chuckled. “Sa’arm armor is damn tough, so they designed a single shot injector using a nanite blade to penetrate it. You don’t even want to think about it until one of them is right on top of you, but it will save your ass in the right circumstances. The guys going in to scout hot spots get a couple of them in their loadout, but they’re not in general usage yet. We do have an extraction to do though. Let’s see, AI says you have eleven conks to select, so we’ll get through the basics and let you get started.”

That got his attention. “Eleven? My CAP is 8.6. I thought I was only picking out six, so how did it get to eleven?”

“You may want to check your card again, Sir,” Sergeant Jamison chuckled again as he handed it back so Virgil could see the 9.7 on the front of it. “I’ve only met one person with a score higher than that, and he’s the Naval Admiral who plans ninety percent of our successful incursions against the Sa’arm, so you’re in damn fine company. That score gives you a base of eight conks. The AI says you’re being credited with another three due to your contributions to the war effort.”

“How the hell am I supposed to deal with eleven concubines?”

The sergeant nodded before he reached out and put his hand on Virgil’s shoulder. “Sir, I know how you feel. I’ve got six at home and I feel overwhelmed on occasion myself. Do you know what I do when that happens? I remember what it felt like to watch one of my friends get ripped apart by the dickheads before I could make a move to save him, then I pull my big-boy pants on and fucking deal with it.”

He stepped closer and started speaking quietly. “Despite what the Darjee tell us, you don’t have to treat them like slaves. I’d love to be able to evacuate everyone before the Sa’arm arrives, but it’s just not possible, so pick your eleven conks and help me get as many people out of harm’s way as we can. It won’t be easy, but treat them like family and it will all work out.”

“You’ve got one major advantage over most people,” I said, bumping him with my hip. “You love all four of my concubines, and I’ve been prescreening your potential concubines for the past two years to find women with complementary personalities.”

“You have four selected already?”

I nodded to the sergeant. “Yes, did I need to have them come up?”

“Nope, I just need numbers for the announcements, and have them disrobe once I call them up,” he said before turning to address everyone else in the restaurant. “Alright, everyone. Anyone under fourteen, past childbearing age or not interested in interviewing for a concubine position needs to move into the other dining room.”

We waited for a moment as over two dozen children and a few older adults left the room. “Alright, I’m sure you’ve all heard of these, so I’m going to give you the short version. We have five sponsors looking for a total of twenty-five concubines. I understand Helen James already has four selected, so if they could join us up here, I’ll cover the rules. First, all concubines have to teleport up naked, so we’ve found it easiest to have you strip now. For those of you who get selected, nude will be your default mode of dress in the future, so if you have a problem with that, stop wasting my fucking time and get your ass in the other dining room.”

“Second, a concubine’s job does include sex, so don’t be surprised if a sponsor asks to test your skills. Ladies, if you have a bottle of lube in your purse, grab it and get yourself ready, or at least hold on to it. I’ve seen girls rejected because the sponsor wanted to fuck their ass, and didn’t want to wait when they asked to run grab their lube.”

“Sponsors, you can’t force a potential concubine to do anything. If you tell her to suck your cock or lick your cunt and she says no, or even if you’re not satisfied with her performance, move on to the next interview. I doubt anyone would refuse oral, but you get the idea.”

I stepped over to my girls and let them know they had to strip as the sergeant continued. “Once you leave Earth, anyone you take with you is your property, and this is your only chance to test if they’re compatible. Me telling the ladies to get their asses ready should be a hint, but to be clear, test your personal kinks down here. I don’t care if you want to give her a dirty Sanchez, but it’s her choice down here, so if she says no now, she’ll probably try to bite your dick off if you try it up there and get herself recycled. There are no spares on your colony ship, so you won’t get a replacement if you screw this up.”

“If I see any sponsor trying to force an interviewee, I’ll personally kick your ass and disqualify you from being picked up. This was supposed to be my day off, so don’t fuck with me. Any questions?”

Everyone was quiet, so he grabbed a stack of devices off the counter. “These are card readers that will let you check the sub stats that make up a person’s CAP score. If you’re looking for a girl with a high sex drive who would be a good mother, the stats will tell you that so take a minute to check them. If you offer them a position, and they accept, hold on to their card for processing and send them up front to wait until you complete all your interviews. Just remember that what they look like right now is irrelevant. We can turn them all into supermodels if you really want to, so make sure they have the stats and skills you’re looking for. That’s it, go find your conks.”

I took Virgil's hand before he could move. “Okay, I know how you feel about this, so I tried to make it as easy as possible. You should recognize several of them, but you don’t have to accept any of my choices. I just want you to know that the ones you recognize were interested before they knew you were a potential sponsor and the rest are women I’m sure you’d be interested in if you get to know them. All of them would be good additions to our family.”

“Our family?”

I turned and kissed him thoroughly enough to make my intentions clear. We were both breathing heavily by the time we separated. “I became your big sister because that’s what you needed at the time, but we’ve both wanted more for a while now. Since we’re leaving the planet, it seems like the perfect time to redefine our relationship. While the Confederacy doesn’t recognize human marriages, they have no problem with two sponsors combining their households. It won’t be official, but I want you to be my husband, and I have no problem with you breeding all of our concubines.”

“I’d love for you to be my wife,” he said before laughing. “You planned all of this, didn’t you? Including finding women who would fit and work out in a household that large? We should go accept your choices, but I have no idea how I’m going to keep up with that many women.”

I grinned and leaned in to whisper in his ear. “That giant purse Helen’s carrying is full of sex toys so we can help take care of each other. Trust me, we’ll figure everything out together.”

He turned back to the dining room then stopped in shock. Our girls were still waiting off in a corner, but the other three sponsors had already started testing so there was an orgy in the middle of the floor. One of them at least appeared to be checking cards, but the girl he was checking was riding him while he was doing it.

“It’s one thing to hear about it, but that’s just disturbing.”

“I know,” Sergeant Jamison sighed from behind us. “But that’s what happens when you mix people who are desperate to get off the planet with people who just want to explore their power because they can. You wouldn’t believe some of the shit I’ve seen at extractions, but as long as there’s no coercion, I just try to ignore it. I’m guessing the group in the corner is yours?”

“Virgil just needs to go offer so they can accept, but yes. I’m going to go speak with a few of the girls not in that mess and see if they’ll fit in with our family,” I replied. “Husband of mine, go collect your concubines and let the girls know you’ve accepted my offer.”

“Yes, Dear, and if can make a suggestion, the little redhead looks like she wants to run away but is still hoping someone will pick her without demanding sex first.”

I smiled before stretching up to kiss him. “Why did I know she’d catch your eye? As much as you hate this, you’re looking out for someone who needs help. Go get your concubines, I’ll collect our little redhead. Oh, and you can’t say no to Sakara, she’s my special present for you.”

We separated and I slowly walked over to the little redhead Virgil pointed out. She was only around four foot six, maybe seventy pounds, and just starting to develop. I could see she was on the verge of tears, so I knelt down and gently put my hand on her shoulder. “Hey sweetie, were you interested in becoming a concubine?”

She bit her lip and nodded before her eyes shifted to the orgy. “I want to, but I just can’t do that. Two of them approached me, but I’m not willing to give up my virginity for a test drive. I wanted to grab my clothes and move to the other room, but I was hoping someone might change their mind.”

“I’m glad you decided to stay because my husband and I think you’re just adorable. Can I see your card? I promise I won’t ask for a test drive.”

She just nodded as she handed me her CAP card. Her overall was 4.2, but I wasn’t really looking at that. I wasn’t surprised to see her sexuality scores were fairly low. Just looking at her told me she was a late bloomer and was probably just starting to hit puberty. She was fairly intelligent and her maternal scores were a lot higher than I expected for a girl her age, but that was actually a bonus in my mind.

“Beth, I need to ask you a few very personal questions because some of your stats don’t really tell me what I need to know. I can tell you’re a late bloomer, so I need to know when your first period was.”

She blushed clear down to her chest. “Um, two months ago. Is that a problem?”

A month after she tested. “No, it just helps me understand your stats. If we weren’t in a crappy diner, would you be interested in having sex with me and my husband?”

Beth bit her lip and nodded. “You’re really pretty, and your husband’s a hunk. I’ve never done it before, but I really want to kiss you.”

She was too shy to take the initiative, but she leaned in as moved closer and softly kissed her lips. Her eyes were still closed when I pulled back like she was trying to memorize how she felt right now, and I grinned.

“Beth, would you like to be my concubine?”

“Really? You actually want me without having me do something like that?”

Her eyes shifted to the ongoing orgy and I shook my head. “Something like that is more about power than any actual feelings. You’re a beautiful young woman and that kiss told me all I needed to know about how you’ll be in bed.”

She looked excited but her eyes dropped again. “Um, I want to accept, but I have to ask if you’ll take my sister and brother as well. Our mom got picked up last month, and her sponsor refused to take them, so they became my dependents.”

“Of course we’ll take them,” I replied, embracing her. “My husband’s concubines have several dependents as well, so they’ll have lots of friends to play with.”

She started sobbing as she clung to me and I just held her for a few minutes, stroking her back until she calmed down. “Sorry, I just didn’t think anyone would accept me if I had them as well.”

“It’s alright, but I still need to find one more concubine,” I told her. “Can you grab your clothes and go join the others with Sergeant Jamison?”

“Yes, and thank you again for choosing me. Should I get my brother and sister? They’re in the other dining room.”

I shook my head as I gestured toward the orgy that was showing no sign of slowing. “Just join the others for now. They’ll round up the dependents after all the concubines are chosen.”

She just nodded as she grabbed her stuff and ran over to join the others. Turning my attention back to the other potentials, I was sorely disappointed. The few men all looked pissed, probably because their girlfriends or wives were in the orgy, while the women were watching the orgy going on in the middle of the room and almost begging to join. Considering one of the men was currently peeing on his partner and none of them seemed to mind the idea, I couldn’t imagine any of them would really fit in our household.

“A catgirl, really?”

I smiled as Virgil’s arms wrapped around me. “Don’t act like you don’t want her. She really wants the modifications too, so you can both have your kinky fantasy and you won’t have to feel guilty. I just wish there was a better selection here. They’re all watching this like getting pissed on is the greatest thing in the world because they’re so desperate to get picked up.”

“I saw you accepted our little redhead, but did you interview the one sitting in the back trying to ignore the orgy?”

Following where he was looking, I realized I hadn’t because all I could barely see the top of her head. “Nope, she’s so short I must have missed her. Join me?”

He just nodded and kissed my ear before letting me go. As we got closer, I realized she wasn’t short, she was slouched down in the booth to show her pussy in the least uncomfortable position for her advanced pregnancy. I was a bit surprised she was here, as few male sponsors were willing to take a woman close to the end of her pregnancy.

“Hi, were you still interested in finding a sponsor? I’m looking for one more, but everyone else is a bit busy.”

“I guess that depends on what you’re expecting for an audition. It’s not that I have a problem with sex, obviously,” she said, gesturing to her very pregnant stomach, “but I’m in my thirty-ninth week here. I only stayed because I figured it was worth a shot, but sex is uncomfortable if not painful right now. I’m willing to go down on you and your male concubine, but you’d have to lay on the table or help me up there so you can sit on my face.”

“Just your card for now,” I told her. “I’ve had a few friends tell me that sex was difficult at the end of their pregnancy and I have no desire to make you uncomfortable just so I or my husband can test your skills. First child?”

She flushed a bit as she handed me her card. “Fourth.” I was a bit shocked, as she couldn’t have been much older than Virgil, but as I checked her card it made sense. Overall of 3.2, but her sex drive was 9.8. The responsiveness score of 9.9 told me she didn’t think about anything but sex once she got warmed up and wouldn’t remember to make sure her partners were using a condom. Her bisexuality score was low, so while she was willing to have sex with a woman, it wasn’t something she really enjoyed, and she wasn’t submissive. She also didn’t appear to be very loyal to her partners.

“Honey, if you weren’t so far along, you’d be out in the middle of that orgy, wouldn’t you?”

She looked a bit annoyed as she nodded. “Yes, but isn’t that what gets a girl picked up? A high sex drive and the willingness to fuck anyone in any way?”

Virgil had been looking over my shoulder as we scanned her card and shook his head. “Maybe for some sponsors, but we’re looking for someone who would fit into a large family, and it doesn’t look like you would.”

“Like you’re any better than I am. She can call you her husband, but you’re really just another concubine in the long run.”

Virgil snorted and I shook my head. “My husband has a higher score than I do. We had our concubines chosen ahead of time, but my score recently went up and I didn’t have time to choose my final two. I have to agree with my husband that you wouldn’t be a good fit for us, but we wish you luck next time.”

As we walked back to the front, I was surprised to see one of the girls who’d been watching the orgy had moved back to her table and was studying us as we walked closer. “Got tired of the orgy?”

She blushed and shook her head. “It wasn’t all that interesting, but something caught my eye and I had to get a closer look. Um, it sounded like you might need one more, any chance you’re interested? I’m an experienced submissive who’s bisexual and I love kids.”

“I’m sure we can take a look, let me see your card.” As she handed it to me, I glanced over at Virgil. “Could you check on Beth and find out who else has dependents we have to pick up?”

“Sure, I can do that,” he laughed. “And I’m sure the other fifteen of them can keep me entertained if you need more than a couple of minutes.”

I started scanning her card as he walked away then scooted in next to her. The overall 6.2 made me hopeful, and drilling down made me believe she might be a good fit. Definitely bisexual, although it was clear she preferred men, with high eights in both maternal and sex drive, plus she was fiercely loyal with a 9.2. The concern I had was the 9.8 submissiveness score.

“Considering what was going on when I walked by, I think I know what excited you, so I need to ask, is that something you need?”

“No, but I understand what you’re asking. For me, it’s more about the control my master is showing than any personal preference for the act itself. I’m not really into pain beyond having my Master take me over his knee for a spanking and I love it when my Master cums on me and makes me wear it. Honestly, the fact that I’ll be collared and forced to run around basically naked as a reminder that I’m your property will keep that side of me content. That was more about cruelty than control,” she said, gesturing toward the orgy. “I don’t think any of them would make a good Master.”

“My husband and I are both sponsors and have joined our households, so you’ll belong to both of us.”

I saw a shiver of desire as she nodded. “Yes, and you have a large family I can help take care of for you. I really would be happy serving in any capacity you wish me to.”

“I’m sure we’ll have you helping with the children, but my husband and I will both enjoy your more personal service as well. Lisa, would you like to become my concubine?”

“Yes Mistress, I would be happy to serve as your concubine.”

I smiled as I leaned in and kissed her. “Grab your stuff and follow me. Do you have any dependents?”

“I’m not able to have children.” She shook her head as she picked up the pile of her belongings. “Wait, let me clarify that. I have scarring on my uterus that the alien’s medical technology will have to repair before I’m able to get pregnant.”

“Ah, you had me worried for a second, but that won’t be a problem.”

As we got back to our group, Sergeant Jamison looked over and grinned before turning back to the group in the center. At least the orgy was over as two of the sponsors were actually talking to the people they’d been fucking. The one who’d actually been checking scores earlier had three teenage girls with him who’d just been watching the testing.

“Cain, set up the Transporter Locus. It looks like they’re about finished, so we should get this party moving.” Sergeant Jamison turned to us as his man started unfolding the teleporter ring. “Do any of your concubines have dependents in the other dining room?”

“Several actually,” Virgil replied. “Apparently I was the only one in the group other than my wife’s two new concubines who wasn’t aware that we would be leaving the planet today, so we have eleven dependents between seven of my concubines on site.”

“My brother and sister are in the other room as well, sir.”

The sergeant’s face split with a grin. “Damn, now that’s the kind of thing I like to see. Take them back to collect their dependents, and we’ll start teleporting your group up to Artemis base for processing as soon as you’re all back.”

Five minutes later we had thirteen children and seventeen concubines waiting for transport. “The boys upstairs are a bit jumpy, so it’s safer for everyone if you transport up empty-handed. If everyone could give your backpacks, purses, and in the case of the concubines, clothes, to Private Wilson, we’ll make sure your personal effects are delivered to your quarters. Concubines, if you don’t have a dependent, please assist the concubines that have more than one so each dependent has an adult escort for transport. For those of you carrying a dependent, wait for the Private to wave you through so he can alert the boys upstairs of your arrival. We’ll be sending you up two by two, and when you arrive at the base, please step off the transport pad, so we can send the next group through.”

Pairing up was easy enough, although it took longer than expected to get all our girls and dependents through the transporter. It made sense when I finally stepped through with Virgil though. The receiving room was a huge dome with a view of the lunar surface and Earth shining in the distance. I probably would have been standing there for a couple of minutes if the marine waiting for me hadn’t cleared his throat to get my attention.

“Sorry, that view is just a bit shocking.”

“Don’t worry about it. Everyone does that their first time up. It really nails home the fact that you’re no longer on Earth. If you could step off to the side here with your concubines, someone will be along shortly to process you.”

I just nodded before pulling Virgil off to where our new family was waiting. He looked a bit dazed, so I pulled his head down and kissed him. “Are you doing alright there, husband of mine?”

He paused for a minute then shook his head and chuckled. “Sorry, it’s just been a strange day. When I woke up this morning, I was alone. Don’t get me wrong, I had you and the girls, and I love all of you, but there was always this little bit of separation because they were your concubines. Now, I’m personally responsible for twenty-three people’s lives. I don’t know what’s required for us to join our households, but once we do that we’ll basically be married, and we’ll have thirty-two people in our family. It’s just a little overwhelming.”

“There’s no special procedure, lover. Once we’re processed, we just let the AI know we’re combining our households.”

“There might be a small problem with that, Signifer James.” I glanced over at the woman who’d just joined us. “Corporal Divin, I’ll be assisting with your registration. There’s not a problem with you combining your households per se, but with finding accommodations for your group. Our largest template for quarters is only designed to house around twelve people. The AI is working on something, but we currently have Doctor Morris’s group split between two apartments, and we have you assigned to the apartment next to them.”

“These tablets will let you communicate with the AI until you have a chance to get to medical for your implants. Keep them with you at all times,” she said, holding out a tablet for each of us. “The AI has already noted your request to join your households, so if you could each acknowledge it on your tablet, it can adjust the plans for the housing pod that’s being constructed for Doctor Morris.”

I glanced over and saw him hitting the screen as I did the same on my tablet.

“Congratulations, unfortunately, you’ll just have to work around being split up between three apartments for now. Just so you know, the tablet does accept voice commands as well. The AI will respond verbally or on screen depending on your input. Did any of your concubines have dependents you need to collect?” 

I shook my head. “No, everyone had their dependents with them at the extraction.”

“Perfect, that means we can move right along to registration, if you’ll follow me.”

Registration wasn’t bad, but I felt bad for Virgil. Concubines were easy. Just swipe their CAP card, wait for the AI to acknowledge it and finalize their registration to their sponsor, attach the nanite collar and wait for AI to activate it, then send the concubine to the med-tube for their initial medical scan. Dependents took a couple of extra minutes because I had to manually enter their basic data, which made no sense as the AI had to look it up for me, but getting my family registered only took half an hour.

By the time my family was completed and finished with their scans, Virgil had only finished Cindy and her two children and was working through Kelly’s girls. I guess he learned from my mistake though, and had the girl’s mother giving him the information instead of waiting for the AI to find it for him, but he was going to be here for a couple of hours at this rate. I tried to help by starting Grace’s children but found I couldn’t access her records on my tablet.

“Corporal Divin, I don’t suppose I can assist my husband? It’s not letting me pull up any of our concubines on his side except Cindy for some reason.”

She shook her head and sighed. “Sorry, but the AI is a stickler for the rules. Your husband has to officially register them as his concubines before the AI will acknowledge them as yours through the joining of your houses.”

I glanced down at the tablet for a moment as I went over what I’d already learned as part of my training for the Civil Services. “AI, a concubine’s dependents are registered to their house, correct?”

<That is correct.>

I grinned and rolled my eyes. “So if my husband were to register his concubines, they would be acknowledged as mine and I could assist in registering their dependents to our house?”

There was a short but noticeable pause. <That is correct, Signifer Morris.>

“Honey, the medical scans take longer than the registrations, and we only have six med-tubes. If you register the girls who don’t have dependents before the ones that do, we’ll have a waiting list for the med-tubes, so they can help us get the kids registered.”

He nodded then looked back at the girls who were already finished. “Corporal Divin, would it be possible to have someone guide the concubines that have already finished to our quarters? I imagine that hallway is just going to get more congested as the other sponsors line up for registration.”

“You can just tell the AI that you want them to return to your quarters. Their collars allow the AI to track and monitor your concubines, as well as allow your concubines to communicate with the AI if you’ve granted them permission to do so,” Divin explained. “You haven’t gotten the speech yet, but your concubines don’t have any rights you don’t grant them, including accessing the doors and replicators in your quarters.”

Virgil looked over at me and shook his head. This was the part of being a sponsor that bothered him the most. “AI, grant all my concubines access to the communications array in their collars and full access to everything in our quarters.”

<Acknowledged and granted. Unregistered concubines will have access granted once their collars are activated.>

“Thank you,” he replied, pausing for a moment. “Do you have a designation other than AI?”

<I’ve been called many things, as humans have a difficult time addressing something without a name. The most commonly used moniker is Artemis, as I am the Artemis station AI.>

“Thank you, Artemis. Could you guide the concubines and dependents that have completed their medical screening back to our quarters?”

<Of course, Doctor Morris.>

“You surprised me again. Most people need several days to realize the AI is more than just a talking computer, if they ever do.”

He looked over and smirked. “A computer program would have applied my orders to the concubines that were currently registered and left it at that. His understanding that I would want the same orders applied for all our concubines told me he was capable of far more.”

“They’re highly intelligent, but they’re not actually sentient so they tend to take things literally,” Divin offered. “We also don’t need to place your concubines in the med-tube immediately after registration. We've just been doing it that way because the tubes are available and you have so many concubines and dependents to process that I figured it was more convenient to get some of them scanned as we worked.”

“That makes perfect sense. I just finished little Violet, so we’ll put her and Kelly in the tubes then I’ll get the other mothers registered, so we can take care of the dependents first. They’re handling it well, but I imagine they’re going to get restless soon.”

“You’re going to be a great father,” I said, leaning in to kiss him. “I’ll get Violet in the med tube while you process Kelly.”

“Mommy Helen, it’s not going to hurt, is it?”

I smiled down at the little girl and shook my head. “No sweetie, it’s not going to hurt. The girls said they fell asleep as soon as the tube started to close, so it’s just like taking a quick nap, okay?” She just nodded and let me help her into the tube as Virgil got Kelly’s collar on and helped her into the next tube.

Even with both of us, it still took over an hour to get everyone registered. As we finished, Virgil looked around and I could see he was confused. “I expected to see the other sponsors coming in.”

“Oh no, they only had three sponsors with eight concubines and three dependents, so they finished up a while ago. We usually split the groups more equally, but I was told to keep the two of you together,” Corporal Devin explained. “Now that the registrations are finished, we can use the six med-tubes in the other med bay also if you’d like? We don’t have any other groups coming in, so you’ll have access to both for any cosmetic changes you need to make after the initial medical scans are complete.”

I saw Virgil tense up and moved in to put my arms around him. “We don’t have to make any changes, but I know for a fact that most of our concubines have a couple of things they’re not happy with. Cindy, in particular, would really like to shave off a few pounds and firm everything up again, and Sakara would be heartbroken if you didn’t let her have her ears and tail. We’ll talk to them and see what they want to change before moving forward, okay? Heck, I’m going to have a little cosmetic work done myself. As hard as I try, I’m developing a bit of a pooch and the girls aren’t as firm and perky as they once were.”

“They feel great when they’re pressed up against me.”

“You’re a man, so I know you’ll like them either way,” I said, rolling my eyes. “This is about how I feel about myself though. I want to look like I did when I was eighteen. Is there really nothing you’d like to change about your own body?”

He thought about it for a moment before shrugging. “I suppose I could get rid of the pockmarks.”

I stretched up to kiss him. “See, a little cosmetic change to make you feel better about yourself. We’ll talk to our concubines, see what they’d like to change, and go from there.”

He nodded before looking over the group. “Take Luna and Nova, Hazel and Sean, and Harper with you to the other med bay since I know you still have to be scanned as well. I’ll finish up with the others here, and we’ll meet you back at our apartments. We’ll figure out how we’re going to deal with the whole three separate apartments thing later.”

<Doctor Morris, your domiciles are currently being joined. I had to query the base commander for a special disposition, but I’m directing the construction nanobots to open up doorways as we speak. They should be completed before you arrive.>

“Thank you, Artemis. I really appreciate you doing that for us.”

<My directives dictated the change. I’m not allowed to register a sponsor to more than one domicile, but a sponsor has to be registered to the domicile for their concubines to have permissions within the domicile. Combining the three was the only way to resolve the conflict.>

“We still appreciate it, Artemis,” he chuckled before leaning down to kiss me. “I guess that’s one problem solved. We’ll figure out what we’re doing next after we finish the medical checks.”

“You’re supposed to have an orientation briefing, but the timing of your arrival was off,” Divin told us. “I was a bit surprised they scheduled your extraction to come here, but when an Admiral calls a Lieutenant and tells them to fill a request, they do it. Word is the Admiral even rerouted the next transport ship to make sure you get to Copic as quickly as possible. You’ll get the orientation speech once you get to the transport, although I’ve been asked to cover some key points related to concubines and dependents.”

She took a deep breath before continuing. “I’ve touched on the first one, but to be clear, your concubines are your property. As far as the Confederacy is concerned, you own them the same way you own the clothes you’re wearing. Your dependents have more rights than your concubines do, as dependents have to be protected from harm and cared for by law, but there are no laws regulating how you treat your concubines. I can tell the idea disturbs you, but you have to understand that this was our only option. When the Darjee first arrived, their AIs tried to communicate with our leaders. Needless to say, politicians are all slimy bastards, so the CAP test was designed to determine who could be trusted not to turn on the Confederacy once the Sa’arm threat was ended.” 

“The Darjee only wanted people who scored over 6.5 because they were classified as trustworthy and were needed to help fight the Sa’arm. We convinced them that we would need a greater population to continue the fight, so concubines were implemented to help with that goal, but the Darjee insisted that all concubines had to be the property of a citizen and would have no rights in the Confederacy. I’m not fond of the idea either, but they are your property, and they’re expected to have children often.”

“To reinforce their status as property, concubines wear a collar that can not be removed and are required to attend one meal a day in the common dining area. They’re not allowed any clothing for the initial adjustment period, and they’re only allowed the basic gray shift from the replicators after that.”

“You realize I’m aware of all this, correct,” I asked. “You did greet me by my rank when you introduced yourself.”

Corporal Divin nodded. “I know, you were inducted as an officer in the Civil Service branch and you’ve already been through their basic training courses, but I have to give the whole speech, so we can prove you were properly informed. Did either of you have any questions?”

“Nope, other than to ask where the other med bay is, so we can get this over with.”

<I’ll guide you there, just follow the yellow line.>

“Thank you, Artemis. Olivia, could you go with that group? I need to speak to my husband.” She just nodded, and as they left, I pulled Virgil’s head down and kissed him. “You need to relax and accept this because they all knew what they were getting into. Every one of them showed up at that restaurant today to become your concubine, knowing exactly what that would mean. Just look at them. Do any of them look unhappy with the idea that they’re your property?”

“She’s right you know,” Divin added. “I’ve been doing registrations like this for three years now. Most new concubines arrive with their sponsor’s cum drying on their skin or running down their legs. Their emotional state runs from relieved that they’re off Earth to worried if they've made the right choice to scared when they realize they have zero rights now. I haven’t seen anything but relief and happiness from your group. You don’t need to treat them like slaves beyond making sure they follow the rules.”

“Can I add my two cents, sir?”

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