Alien Girls

by Rodzil LaBraun

  Alien Girls

  Dirty Girls 4

  Rodzil LaBraun

  © 2021 Rodzil LaBraun

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  This is a work of fiction. All characters, names and locations are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. Any references to real people or locations are used fictitiously.

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  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  CHAPTER ONE:

  Mixi's delicate wings weren't huge like those of the dragons, of course. She was so tiny that a stiff breeze could get her airborne. Still, ships were designed to maximize space, which meant narrow hallways. Unless in the cargo bay, there wasn't much room for her to spread her wings. Walking behind her much taller friend she almost appeared to be a child. I knew better, thankfully. Otherwise, my slack-jawed gaze would be totally inappropriate.

  They were quite a pair, and the sexiest possible addition to my team. A slender elf vixen and a petite blue fairy girl. All those days in prison daydreaming. I never could have imagined this scenario.

  Naked, both of them. Their unique underground society didn't use clothes. I was fairly certain that my personal benefit of that fact was going to soon come to an end. It wasn't as if they were flaunting their goods anyway. Aeren's long, color-shifting hair covered her prime attention areas. And Mixi had a tendency to pull her wings around to the front to hide her small breasts. Her completely bare vagina, however, was winking at me as she went through the narrow hallway. Blue lips matched the skin color of the rest of her torso.

  I motioned for them to enter the medical room. They each gave me a look like they were unsure of my trustworthiness. That would have been completely understandable in my past life, but not now. So, I tried to put myself in their place to avoid getting offended.

  "Girls," I said softly. "Trust me. Everything will be fine. Better than fine."

  "We are not girls, Kash," Aeren replied in her hypnotic voice. "We are grown women."

  "Yes, you are," I said to the sexy pointy-eared woman. She was as tall as me but couldn't possibly weigh two-thirds as much. Not scrawny looking. Just waifish in an otherworldly way. Watching her saunter down the hallway of my ship took her attractiveness to a whole new level. My fantasy world just kept getting richer.

  "Hello, I'm Vanilla," the doctor introduced herself to the newest members of our crew with a meager smile. She might not have been fully aware of my plans for them. Of course, some of my interest in the sexy aliens shouldn't be voiced publicly. "I'm going to perform a simple medical examination that will cause you no discomfort. I assume that Kash has already explained the process."

  "Yes," Aeren answered with a respectful nod. That was better than I expected. Were they going to respond better because our doctor was female?

  "Are you comfortable with him being present?" Vanilla asked both of them. Her professional manner was coming across colder than I remembered it. "In your nude form?"

  "Yes," Aeren replied with a glance in my direction. "We are always unclothed. In fact, we have shared similar moments as this where we lived before."

  "Excellent," Vanilla responded as she gestured for where the two alien women should stand. "Which of you should I examine first?"

  Aeren tapped her long fingers to her chest. "I'll go first, doctor. Allow me to place my hair out of the way."

  "Thank you," Vanilla said as the elfish woman did a quick scoop and braid to place the often-changing colored strands behind her. Mixi had to step away to keep from getting swatted, and she acted as if it were a recurring thing. "Your hair is exceedingly long and lovely. As is your body."

  That last comment was a bit surprising coming from the doctor. But there was no denying the alien woman's elegant form. My eyes were first drawn to the breasts that appeared to be much too large for her frame. It was a wonder she wasn't constantly hunched over. Nearly as large as Honeysuckle’s, and just as tantalizing.

  Her narrow hourglass tapered waist caught my attention next. Then those perfectly shaped hips. The neatly trimmed hair of her bush was switching to a creamy color as I stared at it. Just like the exceedingly long braids hanging down her back. After that was her sexy slim legs, like an anime goddess.

  "Thank you," Aeren replied, taking no offense to the unprofessional comment. "You are the most beautiful female that I have ever seen in my life. And Kash has spoken very well of you."

  Vanilla was instantly taken aback. The compliment was certainly over the top. I wondered if maybe it was the custom of Aeren's people to do so in such a situation. Only Mixi's eyes darting between the two of them suggested that it was not. Perhaps she did find Vanilla to be as gorgeous as I did.

  Shock transformed into unprecedented bashfulness as the divine doctor pulled her hands to her face. I watched in awe as her demeanor changed dramatically.

  "I love your ears," Vanilla told my new elfish friend. "Mine are pointed as well, but not near as nice as yours."

  Vanilla pulled her hair back to reveal her right ear. Her mane almost moved on its own to clear my view of the side of her resplendent face. I had seen her ears briefly before. The point was considerably more rounded than Aeren's, and not near as long. It remained mostly human in form whereas her patient's ears were more animal like in appearance.

  When Aeren reached forward with her bewitchingly long fingers I was surprised to see Vanilla lean in and turn her head. My breath caught in my chest as I watched her gently trace the shape of the doctor's ear. As soon as she pulled her hand back she reciprocated by leaning forward and gesturing for Vanilla to touch hers. The medical expert didn't even hesitate. I was beginning to get dizzy as I watched her slowly run one fingertip around the full length of the alien's exquisite ear.

  "May I?" I croaked out the breath that I was holding.

  "Perhaps later," Aeren said to me with a flirtatious smile.

  It was in that moment that I realized the full potential of my new elfish friend. Her charm was beyond even that of Strawberry's. She could be very persuasive in negotiations. We should also train her in communications to replace Cinnamon eventually. Her hypnotizing voice could be beneficial as well. But mostly, I was fantasizing about her bedroom manner. What kind of lover would she be? Based on what I had just seen take place before me, my testicles were shivering with anticipation of that potential opportunity.

  When Vanilla's hands went to the elegant beauty's shoulders, I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Aeren was staring attentively at the doctor's face, bu
t did not appeared to be overly concerned. Vanilla's eyes, however, went straight to those perfect large breasts.

  "Oh," the doctor finally said as she pulled back and reached for her scanner. "I'm very sorry about that. Let me get on with the examination."

  Aeren stood there with new confidence as the doctor ran the scanner slowly just inches from the slightly greenish skin. Though she remained motionless, I imagined a gyration in her hips and heaving breasts that were simply fantasy. Her bush had gone almost blonde by the time Vanilla's scanner reached her belly. I had assumed that it was neatly trimmed, but in reality the hair probably didn't grow any longer than that.

  The doctor pulled her scanner back and stared at it with confusion. I was immediately worried that there was a problem. Perhaps there was a danger in having these aliens among us. Or Aeren had become injured internally during our escape.

  "Is there a problem, doctor?" I asked.

  "My scanner seems to be malfunctioning," she answered. "I'm picking up very limited readings."

  "Is it because she is of an unknown species?"

  "No," she replied as she tapped through a menu system on the screen. "The device will collect data from all living things regardless. There must be something wrong. Let me run a diagnostic."

  "Have I done something wrong?" Aeren asked, noticeably unsure about what was happening.

  Of course, we both assured her that she hadn't. But her question got me thinking. Aeren was able to step through the doorway of my underground chamber without needing a ring to block the pain inducing crystal above. Her species, the Xotico, were naturally resistant to the magical gems.

  "Aeren," I said as Vanilla continued to examine her device. "Do you think that your ability to block the effect of those crystals could be a reason for this?"

  "Oh," Aeren registered surprise. "I'm very sorry, Kash and Vanilla. Can we try again?"

  Vanilla was confused by the exchange, but after some encouragement she ceased the diagnostic on her scanner and gave it another attempt.

  "It is working now," the doctor exclaimed. Her scientific curiosity was easily readable. "How did you do that?"

  Aeren apologized again before saying, "It is something that happens naturally. I was not aware that it would cause an issue with your medical equipment. I do have some control over it."

  "A defense mechanism," I suggested. After receiving blank stares, I explained. "You are in a strange place, unsure of your future and being examined by a doctor from another world. Your guard is up. Your body's defense mechanism kicked in automatically."

  Vanilla agreed with my theory as she completed the medical scan. I couldn't take my eyes off Aeren's elegant form as the device received all the required readings without touching her skin. I was hoping that there would be more contact. A fantasy of my new elfish friend having an orgasm from the touch of the loving doctor forced its way into my mind. It couldn't be all that far-fetched if it happened to me.

  When the device moved onto the second patient I suddenly had another female form to examine. After seeing the device in action with her friend, Mixi appeared to be less concerned about the examination. She turned her little body agreeably as Vanilla got her readings and adjusted her position slightly when requested.

  I estimated that the alien fairy couldn't be much more than four feet tall and weigh sixty pounds. Her soft skin was light blue on her torso but transformed to a creamy white for her limbs and face. Or should I say her head, since she had no hair whatsoever. Anywhere on her body.

  She raised her arms carefully when instructed to do so which in turn extended her wings. There wasn't enough room to see them in their full glory, but Vanilla claimed that the exposure was significant for her needs.

  The beautiful bald girl was tiny in almost every way. Petite build with slim hips and small breasts. Only her toes were exceptionally long, with blue nails to match her fingers. As a winged creature I assumed the feature helped her cling to branches on a tree like a bird. I knew that her fingers were considerably shorter from my experience in the underground sex chamber. She could barely get them around my impressive manhood when she stroked me in preparation for the bunny girl to mount me. Those toes were freaky looking, but they could possibly serve a sexual purpose. My perverted mind could barely concentrate on anything but sex while looking at them.

  I never had a foot fetish back on Earth. I couldn't really say that I did now, either. But there had always been something sexy about Honeysuckle running around barefooted. A closer relationship with Mixi might just encourage more interest in bedroom foot play. They would have to be clean before they touched my privates, though. The bottom of our mechanic’s feet tended to be a darker shade from treading around downstairs. Perhaps a foot washing ceremony would be a means of foreplay.

  I wasn't sure how long I had been staring at those toes until they wiggled. I looked up to see Mixi glaring at me with those incredible sapphire eyes.

  "Both of you have some unusual features to your anatomy," the doctor declared when she was done. "Aeren's ability to block things probably accounts for some of hers. Mixi, your body appears to have some rapid growth capability. Are you full grown?"

  "Yes, I am," Mixi answered respectfully. "However, as a Divinifae, I am able to adjust my size at times."

  "What?" I asked in shock.

  "For short periods of time I can enlarge parts or even my entire body," she explained. "I can make my wings bigger to flee a predator. I can lengthen my legs to run faster through a narrow tunnel. Things like that."

  The doctor and I were in awe of this new revelation. I was certain that she was seeing it in a completely different light than me, though. Mixi’s minute form was totally hot, but almost unapproachable sexually.

  "Can you make your vagina larger?" I asked shamelessly. "More accommodating?"

  "Kash!" both Vanilla and Aeren said in outraged disapproval.

  Without even the hint of a smile, Mixi nodded. "Yes, Kash. I can."

  CHAPTER TWO:

  I decided to exercise my new found authority and give my sexy alien friends a tour of the top level of our ship. Aeren pulled her hair back down while Mixi covered much of her front with her winged arms. I believed the action to be for the benefit of the other females onboard more so than out of modesty. They were trying to fit in as best as they could. If I picked up on the reprehensive vibe coming from our human females seeing them strutting around in the nude, they certainly did.

  "This was Coffee's quarters," I told them as I opened the door. It would soon belong to someone else. There was no sense in keeping it untouched for nostalgia’s sake. To my knowledge no one had entered the room since my precious lover had been killed by an orange dragon.

  "I sense sadness," Mixi said as she peered in.

  "Yes," I replied, taking a deep breath. "She was special to me."

  "A mate?" Aeren asked. I knew that her understanding of human relationships was limited.

  "Yes, she was. And a good friend to both Honey and Cinnamon," I told them. Then getting my emotions in check, I said, "So, this room is available now."

  "We'll be sleeping in this room from this point forward?" Aeren asked. "It is very nice. We are honored to receive such luxury. Are you sure that you don't mind?"

  "Actually, I was thinking that you could each have your own room," I answered. "If you are comfortable with being separated already. It's totally up to you. In that case this would be Mixi's quarters. Honey has already requested that you, Aeren take Strawberry's old room since she'll be moving to the front. That places you right beside our common friend. How does that sound?"

  "Very nice," Aeren replied with a genuine smile. "I would like that. It will be delightful to have someone I know close by, but how about Mixi? To whom do the adjacent two rooms belong?"

  "Vanilla to the front," I answered. "You should be comfortable with her by now. And Cinnamon toward the rear. She is the nicest woman that you will ever meet, and my favorite crew member until just recently. Now she shar
es that honor with Honey."

  "Are you okay with that?" Aeren asked her friend. Sometimes they came across so human. I envisioned them debating on which table they preferred at a restaurant.

  "I have no problem with my neighbors," Mixi responded. "Cinnamon and I already shared a bonding moment."

  She was referring to her dash to save my girl's life when she fell from Dawynda’s back in the caves. They hadn’t officially met yet, but I could see how knowledge of the act could form an instant bond.

  "My concern is replacing Coffee," she told us. "You were incredibly fond of her, Kash. I can tell. This room may be all that you have to remember her by. I cannot take this assignment lightly. If you wish it, I will sleep here. But I must know more about her."

  I took another deep breath. I wasn't expecting to have to battle all the emotions that came along with remembering Coffee's death. Grief, guilt, and overwhelming sadness. But in a way I was glad that Mixi was asking. Having a moment of closure before giving up her room seemed like a good idea. The fact that the lovely blue fairy girl suggested it said a great deal about her character.