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[Waking Up]

Everything was dark and warm as a bright, pure white light flashed. Billy woke to the set conditions of his twelve by twelve complex. Tugging at the flashing latex like collar around his neck, he groaned as the wailing sound of his alarm soon came next. Reaching back, he eagerly pushed at the programmed label to try and turn it off. Eyes glazed over, he inhaled the mineral rich air of his complex before letting his head fall back to his drool covered pillow. To his dismay, the eye-cam in the corner of his room spun and whirled to life before emitting a bright light and a holographic screen. On that screen was a bulbous toad like figure with huge red eyes and black irises. As he leaned towards the screen, some of the scales on his face stuck up, "Hey Billy...wakey wakey!"

Billy groaned, folding the pillow over his head, "NO!"

"Shut up and get out of bed! I know you're just as excited about today as everyone else!" the toad like alien shouted, grabbing the cam with his three fingered, mucous covered hands. "Or do I have to get Kirus to come pluck you out of that bed?"

Billy really had to think about it. Would that slimy Lifkin really call Kirus in just to get him out of bed?

"My hand is on the button Billy!"

"Alright! I'll be up in a few minutes..."

Billy heard the Lifkin gurgle a laugh before the eye-cam shut off. Exhaling a heavy sigh, he got to his elbows, running his hand through his messy brown hair. It was only when he brushed the hair out of his eyes did he notice the glowing slab of holo-paper on his night stand. Nervously reaching for it, the glow from his identification document flashed in read its recent update. Billy would have just turned eighteen back on Earth...

After eating a small breakfast, Billy gathered up his daytime uniform. He wore a somewhat Earthling outfit his boss, Sal, had obtained for him. It was a red sleeveless shirt that kind of looked like under-armor and a pair of loose jeans with sandals. Wearing only his skin tight blue underwear, he walked out into the hall. There were rows upon rows of doors, and soon, numerous aliens were walking into the hall. Like him, they wore very little as they prepared for the day. Starting down the hall towards the male bathing room, he froze when he heard his name...but it was barely audible to him.

A big blue humanoid alien with a combination of aqua blue fur and small plates ran towards him, calling to him in a rapid language; a latex like collar was around his bulky spotted neck spewing out random syllables. He soon stood over Billy, his swirling blue and black eyes in his triangular skull gazing down at the human, the small slits on his neck flaring, inhaling the Billy's scent. The swirling plates formed impressive designs from the lines of his jaw all the way to the back of his head. Again, he tried to rapidly talk, more random syllables appearing on his collar. Billy raised his hands, "Whoah, Kirus, slow down, our collars don't work that fast." he reminded the Klellod, his own Earth English translating into Klell on his own collar.

Nodding his head, Kirus counted to three in his own language before trying really hard to slow his words down, "Sorry. So... you're legal!" he said excitedly, throwing out his large hands, his blue pearl like claws shining in the light.

Billy smiled, trying to say, "Yeah..."

He was suddenly caught off as a female with solid stone looking body bumped into him, "Don't stand in the halls, space trash!" the Frok spat at him, flaring her starry sky like eyes. Whipping her solid, rock dreadlocks behind her, she continued on to the female's bathing room.

Kirus quickly clicked and cursed in his tongue. Billy eyes widened when it translated to, "Bitch!" The Klellod saw his reaction, "What?"

Billy smirked, "Nothing...just surprised there's a universal word for bitch..." He blinked, "So yeah, I'm legal now... bet you knew what that was like...thirty years ago..."

Kirus cocked his head; a big cheeky grin on his V shaped mouth, "Guess you would say on Earth that I don't look a day over twenty." Billy laughed as the big blue male rested his hand on Billy's shoulder, making their way to the male bathrooms. "So um..." Kirus started nervously, "...now that you're legal, would you...would you like to try spending the night in my pit tonight?"

Billy nearly tripped, Kirus easily catching him. Gathering his things off the ground, he stared up at the big blue alien, "You mean your room?"

Kirus nodded his head, making a sound that usually meant, "Uh huh..."

"In your bed?"

Again, Kirus nodded, "Yeah..."

Billy tugged at the clothes in his hands, seeing Kirus' blue cheek turn purple, which meant he was blushing. "Um, sure, I'll think about if I don't get tied up tonight... you know...doing the thing..."

Kirus gave a squealing laugh, inhaling heavily with each squeal, "Hot!" he said, rushing Billy towards the bathroom.

Billy was forced forward, "No, its cool..."

"What is?"

"Nevermind."

[Club Universe]

The air was filled with the minerals of distant planets and the waves of feel good music. It was specifically modified so that most species that walked through the door almost instantly felt relaxed, even Froks softened up to it, although Aedra was rock hard as ever. Billy watched as the female dashed back and forth, taking the orders of every alien in the booths which, at the moment, were wide open like they usually were during the day. Aedra's pinkish red face was stuck in an almost miserable glared, although she quickly hid it when serving a customer. Billy sighed, tapping his fingertips against the smooth, rounded counter of the bar. It was a really slow mid day, if it could be called that on a ship floating through space...

Billy was about to tap his fingertips one last time when a soft, gushy webbed hand crashed down on his hand with a loud slurp, covering the bar top with mucous. "Aw Salik, I just cleaned the counter!" He turned to face the Lifkin, the toad like alien's eyes only reaching up to his chest.

"I'll slime my bar whenever I want Billy, and you'll be happy to clean it!" the male gurgle laughed. Slipping on his slime suppressing gloves, Salik wrapped his skinny, hairy, swamp green arm around Billy's shoulder. "Don't worry Billy; you won't have to put up with me for much longer. Now that everyone knows I have the only legal human on this side of their galaxy, they'll be lining up to taste your...exotic flavors...if you know what I mean...heh heh." he gurgled, jabbing Billy in the side.

"Sal...I..."

"With all the credit you'll be pocketing, you'll pay off your debt in no time and you'll be on your way back in human space. By Ique's moon, I might take some of your kind with me, if they're interested of course, ha ha!"

Billy sighed, pushing the Lifkin's arm off, "Sal! I don't think I want to go home..."

The Lifkin stopped in his tracks, "You don't want to go home? Why not?" Before Billy could say anything, the collar around his neck flashed blue. Both he and Salik looked over their shoulders to see a cactus green, human looking creature with black hair standing at the bar, smiling directly at Billy. Sal nudged the human with his callused knuckle, "We talk about this later...your usual is here....heh heh."

Billy approached the bar, smiling gently to the Critalique on the other side. Sliding his hand across the bar with his palm up, he said, "Hey, Raphael, what can I get for you?"

The green humanoid tilted his head, reaching to grasp Billy's hand with his three fingers and thumb, rubbing his silk like fingertips along the human's soft white flesh. Speaking in perfect Earth English without a translator he said, "Can't an old friend just stop by to say hello?" Billy eyes narrowed and he gave a stare as Raphael's skin became more transparent than usual and faded into a creamsicle orange.

"Really, is that why your skin is orange?" He broke the courtesy bond between them by pulling his hand away from the Critalique's. "You haven't been here for three Earth weeks and you just so happen to show up on the day I'm legal...

Raphael leaned forward, getting very close and personal, "Can you blame me for wanting to stay away?" Billy could see the male was fighting something as he reached up, his fingertips just barely hovering over Billy's cheek. The Critalique's face from his forehead to just past his second set of slit like nostrils shifted between the colors silver, orange, and red. "I'm in my cycle Billy; I really didn't want to ruin our friendship by constantly throwing myself at you..."

Billy looked down, thinking for a moment before gazing into Raphael's black pooled eyes, "So...why are you now?"

The Critalique gave him a look of deep longing. Slipping his green, fading transparent hand into Billy's, he exhaled with relief when they both felt a shock of bliss surging through their systems. Billy had to support himself on the counter as Raphael groped their cheeks together, "Please Billy...please...don't tease me...you know why!"

Billy suddenly felt someone tugging at his arms, pulling him away from Raphael's grasp. A blush formed over his cheeks when he realized he had bulge straining against the crotch of his pants. "You'll have to wait your turn and pay his fee like everyone else, spacer!" Sal bellowed at the Critalique. The Lifkin shoved Billy into the back just as Raphael slammed his four fingered fist into the bar, his skin turning a transparent red. "Come on man, time to get dress...you know how hard that material is to get into..."

[Dressing Room]

Before he could retort, Billy found himself in a large glowing cylinder, his hands wrapped around the white handle bars at the top. "Welcome, Billy, to the Kelsvott two-eight-four dressing unit, may I help you into your new outfit today?" spoke a perky aquatic voice.

Billy swallowed, "Uh...just the casual outfit...please..." The dressing unit whirled to life. Two mechanical hands appeared out of two slots in the white ceiling, roughly grabbing his wrists. "Ow! Hey!" A thin black material appeared over his skin and the two hands slowly stretched and rolled it down his arms, "Ow, watch the hair!" he near growled, feeling the material tugging at the fibers on his arm. He exhaled nervously, the hands near stitching the material to his body. A single strip of flesh was left bare on the sides of each arm. Flexing his fists, he observed the material that covered most of his hands except for his exposed fingertips.

As the hands formed a collar around his neck, he jumped a little when they suddenly went down his back, forming the rest of the outfit around his torso, acting like a second layer of skin and showing off every muscle of his athletic form. "Whoa!" The material was soon tightly maneuvered around his waist, all the way down to around his knee; it was like a pair of skin tight underwear.

"Your bottoms are in the bin, Billy"

A large white drawer slowly opened and inside was a pair of long, white and black pants with marble black padding around the knees. Reaching in and pulling them out, Billy unfolded them...before flipping back and forth. "There's a hole in the rear!"

"Yes Billy...I know. This was specifically requested by one Salik Shlat. He stated that these are classified as...chaps."

Moments later, Billy stumbled out of the dressing unit, his pants tight to his legs, his ass showing through the black material. "Sal, what is this!?" motioning his hands towards his outfit.

The Lifkin shrugged, his eyes darting up and down the human's form, "What? It's not like you haven't seen a Nano-suit before..."

Billy shook his head, "No Sal, not the suit!" He turned around, showing his covered, yet slightly exposed rear, "This!"

Salik coughed heavily, rubbing his gloved hands together, "Well I just brought up a few files from Earth's history and it seemed like a...intriguing design... it shows off your goods! BESIDES, you're a body for hire...not some anti-grav pole dancer!" The Lifkin suddenly spread his legs and shook his round little ass through his black leather, "Now get out there and shake it! And make us some credit!"