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Sirens blared throughout the complex as he ran through tight, sealed corridors, following the lit up arrows leading him to safety. He had no idea how this could have happened. Power failures registered on all generators keeping the barriers up on the research complex. The alarms had sounded, and now his best chance would be to find an environment suit. It wasn't that the air outside wasn't breathable, in fact, what struck this world out for colonization was how rich the environment was in terms of plant life.

But it was soon discovered that this planet had hurdles to climb. There was no such thing as a predator on this world. Every species that had evolved here, did so working in unison with others. Every species had beneficial effects for one another, there weren't even parasites to speak of. If some animal was infected by plant life, the animal's body would receive helpful spores released into its body by the plant, helping to keep the host alive, and thus, spreading the plant even further. This world was ruled by plants.

And in that regard, sapient life had evolved here as well. First contact with the natives, initially, went very poorly. The settlers and scientists had all taken the proper precautions, but somehow, mistakes were made. When humans, or other aliens made contact with any of the life on this world, their bodies not only fought back violently against the beneficial viruses and spores, to which the host suffered catastrophic bodily failures, it was discovered that the viruses brought by alien life to this world could run rampant if left unchecked.

As a result, a very large portion of the plant life, and sadly, the sapient life, on a section of the planet had to be scoured and burned down to the atomic level. Not that you could see the scars, as the plants reclaimed the burnt portion of the planet within weeks, but the locals had, ever since, been extremely xenophobic of the new arrivals on their world. This made negotiations extremely tough waters to tread. Although they had never retaliated in response to the harsh actions of the settlers, in his head, Jennings new something like this was bound to happen eventually.

The research team was trying to find a way to immunize Humans and other aliens from the spores and plant life of this world, while simultaneously trying to design something for the natives to fight off foreign viruses that slipped through. It seemed like an impossible task, with billions, maybe even hundreds of trillions of spores to work through, and on another side, all the viruses the galaxy had to offer. A full six months and the entire complex was still grasping at straws with even the basic concept of creating something for both aliens and the natives. And the native's xenophobia wasn't helping.

Jennings ran through multiple levels of the station before finally finding the closest airlock, waiting hurriedly as the first seal opened up, granting him access. He ran in, bumping head first into Michelle Antoinette, one of the senior leads of one of many research teams. Jennings fell back onto the floor, rubbing his head as Michelle held her hand out to him, pulling him up to his feet. She looked down with her young, but stern face.

"You need to hurry, the natives have breached the compound, quick, get into a suit!"

Michelle grabbed Jennings and shuttled him over to a vacant suit, and in no time Jennings unceremoniously slipped himself into an environment suit like Michelle. The suit sealed around him, creating a perfectly sealed environment for him. Jennings unlatched himself from the seals keeping the suit in place, giving a thumbs up to Michelle just as the comm channels opened up across the station. It was another of the senior members.

"Attention all staff, I read that our entire population has safely entered the airlocks across the station. Cleansing protocols will commence so the natives don't become infected. The airlocks will be sealed for 24 hours from this point on."

Jennings and Michelle watched as the seal allowing them access to the chamber closed, as warning lights flashed as decontamination commenced. The entire station was compartmentalized, sealing itself off in sections in case of emergency. Right now, the entire complex was in lockdown, and contamination was proceeding in every chamber. If the natives broke in, which was unlikely, they wouldn't spread the risk of another dangerous incident.

Jennings looked at Michelle as the scanning beam crisscrossed back and forth over them, scanning for anything that would contaminate the natives, and destroyed it. He shrugged in his suit as Michelle sat down against a wall.

"24 hours? What are we supposed to do until then?"

Michelle spoke in her accented voice,

"I don't think you brought any cards no?"

Jennings sat down against the opposite wall, shaking his head.

"Guess we'll have to do it like they did a long time ago. Which division did you work in Michelle?"

Michelle smiled from behind the large, thick visor of her suit.

"Research on the natives."

Jennings smiled.

"I see that went well."

Michelle smiled, albeit with a tinge of worry on her face.

"And what did you work in, ah, what was your name?"

Michelle shook her head.

"It was Jerry right?"

"Jennings. Reverse Engineering team."

Michelle laughed, shaking her head once more.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I'm really bad with names. I haven't seen you around much."

Jennings shrugged.

"That's okay, I think most of the station forgot about us anyway. We don't have much to reverse engineer just yet."

Michelle laughed once more.

"If it's any console, we haven't made good progress either."

For the next 4 hours, on occasion the comm system would open up and updates would be shared with the rest of the teams. The station was completely clean, but the locals were still outside, and it seemed, very determined to get in. But, after that, the comm system went dead for some reason. Michelle and Jennings were left to talk amongst each other, trying to pass the time. He had to admit, for a senior team leader, she was fairly relaxed. She had a stern face at times, but once she got talking seemed really easy going. It was something rare to see a team lead so, un-stressed.

The issue came up about what would happen after 24 hours, and Jennings figured that if things were still an issue, they would send a distress call. They couldn't risk interaction with the natives, especially if they had violence in mind. Eventually, the two ran out of things to talk about, and settled for a quiet time of simply waiting. Jennings stretched out, making himself as comfortable as possible, trying to pass the time away with a nap. Eventually, Michelle did too, and soon after the two simply relaxed. She did have a point. Now would probably be the only time they might have time off, may as well make the best of it.

An unknown amount of time went by, when the two were briefly awoken by an alarm going off in their chamber. A siren blared, as the two scrambled up to their feet. All of a sudden, the lights went off in the chamber, before emergency lights switched on. The alarms silenced, and as Michelle and Jennings stood in silence, something could be heard on the other side of the sealed door, banging against it. Jennings spoke first.

"What the hell is that?"

Michelle accessed the comm system.

"Control, the is Michelle Antoinette, senior team leader for Native Research and Development, we seem to be having some sort of problem with our seal back into the base, can you confirm?"

Silence filled the comms as another loud bang could be heard against the door. Jennings put himself up against the door, listening for something, anything.

"I can't hear so well in the suit. But I know there's somebody on the other side of the door."

Michelle accessed a small terminal below the comm unit.

"Dammit, the terminal is dead. I don't know what's out there!"

Another loud bang could be heard this time, and most visibly, the seal shuddered.

Jennings stepped back.

"Shit, it's the natives!"

Michelle looked at the small dent in the door as another smash, louder this time, reverberated through the seal.

"How can you be sure? The natives couldn't be that strong!"

Jennings retreated as another smash could be heard against the door, making a visible indent.

"I don't think you did enough research Michelle. There's plants back on earth that can spread their roots through concrete over a long time, breaking it down and through it."

"But we did extensive research on them! Their frames couldn't do that!"

Another smash, another dent.

"Maybe you didn't catch them all! In case you didn't notice, there's a hell of a lot to catalogue here. Their species is as varied as the spores and plant life!"

Michelle started looking about her suit, tinkering with something on one of her arms.

"What are you doing?"

Michelle activated something, and Jennings watched as part of the suit rearranged itself, splitting off hydraulics and servos from other parts, all into her arms.

"You should activate yours too Jennings. We aren't allowed weapons, but you can channel more power into the suits arms if you have to. I don't think the natives on the other side are friendly."

Jennings began fiddling with the device on his arm, and found the right commands, just as the door shuddered violently, having been beaten on so much, the frame was bent, slowly being pushed open. Michelle pushed past him, pressing her hands against the door as another, even more violent shudder could be seen. She turned to Jennings.

"Come on! Help me hold the door closed!"

Jennings went over to the door, helping to brace it with Michelle. Another shudder could be felt as the door moved visibly, the hydraulics beginning to whine against the strain. Jennings and Michelle pushed harder, as the battering of the door became a steady thing, giving way in slow increments. Michelle and Jennings both looked stunned as their suits failed to hold the door, their servos and hydraulics beginning to fail.

Another bash and the suits failed, the door sliding apart with ease. Michelle and Jennings both backed off to the far end of the chamber, as a truly massive hand reached around the broken seal, pushing the door wide open. Before them stood a native, many shades of green along with colourful plantlike growths all over its back, massive, knarled root like arms supporting its huge bulk as the central "head" of the creature turned sideways, curious, as it's beady, black eyes blinked, before it turned, lumbering off slowly.

Jennings and Michelle stood at the back of the chamber, silently, as they watched the creature go. Jennings spoke quietly into his comms.

"Son of a bitch that guy was huge! You ever see one like that?"

Michelle shook her head. The two stood in silence shortly, before Michelle was the first to regain composure. She stepped forward slowly, making her way to the bent, broken frame of the door that sealed their chamber shut. Jennings reached out and grabbed her.

"Hey hold up! That guy could still be waiting out there for us!"

Michelle was about to reply when she gasped suddenly, backing up to the wall. Jennings spotted it too, being stunned into silence.

Through the doorway stepped two, tall natives, that were very slender, and sported leaves, all over their bodies. One had entirely orange markings on the leaves, and one had entirely red. Only their slender, root like, green arms could be seen through all the leaves. Not even the strange black orbs that counted as their eyes could be seen. But, regardless, the two stepped closer to Jennings and Michelle.

Jennings spoke frantically into his comms.

"What do we do!? Have you seen them before!?"

Michelle sounded worried now, as the pair split off, one focusing on each of them.

"No! None of them had this design before! I don't know what to do!"

Both found their answers, as the slender natives stopped, resting a few feet away from each of them, standing menacingly over the two. All of a sudden, vines began traveling down the slender arms of the two natives, and in the blink of an eye, began wrapping themselves around their respective targets. Instantly, Jennings and Michelle found they could no longer move their arms and legs as thick multitudes of dark vines encircled them, while more began roaming over the suits.

Michelle began panicking as the she could see right away the intelligence of this strange form of the natives, was far more advanced than any others they had ever encountered. Vines began playing with the device on hers and Jennings wrists, cycling through menus. Michelle watched in horror as it found the disengaging protocols, and with the nod of its head, showed the other. Jennings caught on too, and began struggling.

"What the hell! If they open our suits they'll kill us! We'll kill them! We'll end up killing each other!"

Michelle shouted at Jennings as his struggles increased.

"Wait Jennings! These ones are smart! Really smart! I think they know that!"

Jennings shouted back as his suit strained against the surprisingly crushing grip the vines had.

"That doesn't make any sense! If they know what happens, why do it?!"

Michelle held her breath as her captor pressed the unlocking key on her suit, watching helplessly as the suit opened up, exposing her to the natives. Shortly after, Jennings came out too, but with more resistance. Vines discarded the now empty suits, wrapping themselves around Jennings and Michelle. More vines retreated, as only a few stayed to restrain their arms and legs.

The leaves of both natives shuddered, and without warning, many large, bright flower like sprouts opened up on the native's backs. Michelle held her breath for as long as possible, but gave out eventually, as she took in great gulps of air. Jennings did too. For an uncomfortable several minutes, the natives simply held them in place, as Michelle and Jennings started talking in panicked, if not somewhat excited tones. Jennings was firing off ideas now, as he made sense of things.

"Michelle! We're not dead! We should have had allergic reactions to them a few minutes ago! And they should have shown signs too! Oh my god, did they?"

Michelle cut him off.

"Reverse engineer something!"

The two looked up to the natives, who tilted their heads in response, silently. Michelle was about to speak, when her mind suddenly felt, weird. She completely lost track of what she wanted to say, and was suddenly aware that her temperature was going up. Jennings had fallen silent too, and had an odd expression on his face. The vines retracted from the natives, as they let go of Jennings and Michelle. Michelle put her hand up to her head, feeling somewhat woozy. She turned to Jennings, who had a big smile on his face.

"Jennings, do you feel that?"

Jennings smiled back at her.

"I sure do! Oh god that feels good!"

"What feels good? What do y.......oooohhhh!"

Both Michelle and Jennings turned to face each other, rushing over to each other. Jennings had his lips around Michelle's in an instant, as the two began kissing uncontrollably. Jennings had his hands up on her chest in seconds, groping her before tearing her shirt open, watching as buttons flew off, revealing her smaller undershirt and bra straps. Likewise, Michelle was doing the same thing to Jennings, when the two natives suddenly interrupted, wrapping a few vines around both their hands and legs again. Michelle and Jennings stayed locked together for as long as they could, parting from each other as strands of saliva broke off, officially marking their separation. Michelle spoke through heated gasps, struggling.

"D-d-drugged u-u-s, -w-wit-h s-spo-res."

Jennings and Michelle had no time to speak, as the two natives began doing something to themselves. The leaves that covered them from head to toe began shaking, curling up into small tight rolls, before retracting completely inside them to safety. It was now that the extent of just what these natives were was revealed to both.

Most of the coloured leaves stayed behind over top of their heads, revealing small beady black eyes, and in an almost tuft like pattern over their chests. The skin of the natives seemed almost rubbery, once again a healthy bright green, but with occasional markings of the same colour as their leaves. That, initially, wasn't the most startling thing. Some natives commonly worked like this, but what was completely abnormal was the fact that they looked, in essence, so human. They had large, soft, squishy looking orbs atop their chest, a thin waistline, large, feminine hips, and most startling of all, what seemed like a plant hybrid of both sets of human sexual organs. Bright petals surrounded their lower, obviously sexual regions, being brighter than the rest of their respective colours, instantly luring the eyes of both Michelle and Jennings to them.

The natives began moving now, swaying their "hips" as they walked towards the two on perfectly curved legs ending in stilt like protrusions, the vines retracted back into the arms of the natives, while they began maneuvering the bodies of both Michelle and Jennings like puppets, putting them down on their knees and placing their arms behind their backs. By this point, Michelle and Jennings weren't concerned with the sudden appearance of vastly intelligent natives, or whether or not they would get sick, or infect the natives.

The spores from the flowers were coursing through their veins, heightening their arousal levels to unknown levels, overriding everything but the urge to fuck each other like mad, or, let these natives do what they wanted. Which was what seemed like the natives where moving to do, pushing them back against the wall, swaying their hips sensually, waving their bright nether regions slowly closer to both of their faces.

Michelle watched the long, green shaft like appendage dangle tantalizingly before her, stiffening up like a plant ready to soak up the morning rays of the sun. Driven only by lust, she was sure she knew what the native wanted to do. She opened her mouth wide, and closed her eyes in bliss as the native slid its shaft into her mouth. She closed her lips as tight as she could around it, tasting it with her tongue. The texture was nice, smooth, and surprisingly, tasted very sweet. It tasted like some kind of sweet juice, even mixed with a bit of sour. She wrapped her tongue around it as best she could, watching happily as the native began sensually thrusting its wide hips back and forth, gently into her eager mouth. Its shaft was so smooth it slid with ease back and forth, made even easier by Michelle's workings.

Michelle was utterly entranced, wanting to taste it over and over again, and now aroused, wanting to pleasure herself. Moaning from the frustration of struggling with her arms as the vines remained tight around them, her tension only grew. Instead she focused more on what she could do, sucking with more vigor as the native began to thrust harder, going deeper down her throat. It wasn't long before the native began to react and work for the purpose it came here for. Its organ swelled in size, and in one thrust, the native had gently shoved its shaft all the way to the hilt down Michelle's throat. It expanded, making sure it was locked in place, and then, a sweet fluid was released, traveling in bulges along the shaft. A small piece of Michelle's rational mind broke through, worried that this may kill her or cause horrible reactions to her, but it quickly vanished as the first load went down her throat.

It tasted wonderful to her, something she couldn't describe, and had a smooth, thick texture to it. The first bulge traveled down her throat, and then another, and another. The bulges came faster now, and she sputtered and gagged slightly as her throat was filled up faster than she could swallow. A mixture of drool, and orange, almost sap like liquid began overflowing from her mouth as she did they best she could to swallow everything, the lumps becoming larger and faster. The slightly sticky sap spilled from out of her lips, running down her chin in long, sticky strands, pooling in between her cleavage, exciting her from how warm it was.

The native held her head in place with one hand while it sped up to as fast as it could go. Michelle was swallowing a load of the sap every few seconds, and, to the native's fantastic sensations, the loads of sap became their largest. Michelle gagged as there was just too much for her to swallow, feeling great tides of sap and drool splash across her chest below, feeling the sap flow even from out of her nose as two large, final bulges made their way down her throat. The native's shaft retracted , growing small enough now to pull out, with Michelle gasping for air, her mouth wide open with sticky trails running all down her front. The sap slowly made its way past the now overflowing pool contained in her cleavage, running down her stomach, staining her clothes, and eventually finding its way down to her already soaked under-garments.

The sap acted as an aphrodisiac too, only torturing her even more as her limbs were all bound tight, as she desperately wanted to rub the sweet stuff all over herself, feel the warmth spread across her body as she played with herself.

Jennings watched as the native swayed its hips, ever so slowly waving its man parts closer to his face. Although Jennings was completely under the spell of the spores the native was putting out, he didn't open his mouth to accept the healthy green organ. The native looked down at him with beady black eyes through the bright leaves on her head, looking over to see Michelle completely engulfing its partner's shaft, happily sucking down everything it was giving. It rubbed its hardened shaft at his lips, and found that he just wouldn't budge. Strange. It was made for this. They were designed to mimic the alien visitors on their world, and appeal to no doubt the strongest and most primal of their urges. They made the visitors feel very comfortable, while feeling pleasure themselves from their very specific role. While they made the visitors comfortable, they exchanged spores with the visitors, and, in the later stages of the process, took spores from the visitors. In all the pleasure both would fill an important role. Immunize, or "help" the systems of the visitors cope with the life on their world, while taking all the foreign things on the visitors, ingesting that into a new and beneficial spore that would mingle with their own native life, and create a functioning bridge between them and all the visitors. So why wasn't it taking to it like the other visitor?

She tried rubbing her organ at the entrance to Jennings one more time, but to no avail. Then she remembered. The visitors weren't like everything else on her home world, having two sexes. Instead they were split. Studies had shown that overall, one gender was attracted to the other. But, with some exceptions. Some had the capacity to be attracted to the same gender, while others worked with both. She found it a very strange way of doing things. So many different combinations to be had. But, if the one happily taking the organ of her partner was one gender, than that meant this one must be the opposite, and that meant she needed to use the other one instead.

She shifted herself, still continuing to entrance the attention of her visitor by swaying the rounded portions of her body below, and now raised herself up higher. Her first organ was no longer at its entrance, and instead rested atop its head, clearly displaying the second one in a better position. She hovered close now, watching happily as she seemed to get a much better reaction from it than before.

Jennings opened his mouth as the native pressed it's slit closer to him teasingly, and, finally after working things out, brought it close enough to him. He wrapped his lips around the native's slit tightly, wasting no time in probing with his tongue. The native's secondary organ was so very soft, but tight. Jennings pressed his tongue deeper past the soft green folds, reveling in the tightness of it, and how surprisingly warm it was. He searched desperately around with his tongue for what he hoped would be there.

He desperately wanted to fuck the closest person to him, which was Michelle, but sadly, got pulled away when he started. But, he also wanted to accept what the native was offering, well, mostly. He wanted to find the right spot, and give the native something to feel good about. He looked up every now and then, skirting his eyes around the plant dick above him to watch the reaction of the native as he probed every tight inch of her, and was pleased when he saw quivering leaves. He looked over very briefly, and saw the same reaction from the other native as Michelle was hungrily sucking it down, evident by the large bulge in her throat.

Jennings searched, and, at last, found something that stood out. It was rougher than the smooth, moist depths of everything else so far, and Jennings took note as the leaves really quivered when he rubbed his tongue over it. Jennings now assaulted the spot, putting more emphasis in that area with his lips. The native swayed her hips noticeably as Jennings ate her out, and to his surprise, felt something running into his mouth. The thought briefly crossed his mind that this might cause a bad reaction, but was quickly shoved off by a quick, "scientific examination."

He pulled his lips away from the tight warm slit of the native, watching as a vaguely sticky, red almost honey like substance trailed along. He already had some of it in his mouth, and was blown away by the flavor of it. It tasted like some kind of candy to him, with a strong hint of sour to it, but not enough that it was overpowering, and a touch of sweet to it. Jennings instantly put his lips back up to where he was before, sucking with renewed interest and teasing the small bulb he had found. To his delight he felt more of the stuff begin to flow out, in greater amounts, as he happily sucked down as much of it as he could. The native shivered quite visibly, and now more of the red honey like fluid was overflowing as he sucked and toyed with the native in every way he could. The stuff ended up running downwards, landing on his pants, quickly soaking right through them and onto his erection, creating an overwhelming urge to play with himself. He struggled as the vines held him tight in place, and instead did the only thing he could do.

He could tell the native was really feeling it, when she let some slack on the vines from one of her arms, grabbing his head and keeping him in place. Huge waves of the honey like stuff poured out, and he did his best to get everything. He felt more temporary slack as the native's other arm moved, grabbing her first organ in her hands, stroking it off. He felt something warm and sticky on the back of his neck as the native kept his head pinned and played with herself, and felt it slide down his back slowly, creating two unique sensations, one that was slightly cool from the red honey, and one that was warm from whatever was sliding down his back. Whatever, he didn't care at this point, he just wanted more.

The native thrust her hips now, and the last red waves of honey came spilling out of her slit, overflowing to an extent that basically covered Jennings lower half of his face. He closed his eyes at the sheer pleasure at the volume of it all, breathing heavily once the native pulled away.

The two natives both pulled away from their respective tasks, keeping them held in place by their vines. Both travelers were completely content, utterly under control of the spores they continued to pump out, and the aphrodisiacs they produced. Both natives turned and watched each other, using the standard method most used for language, the careful placement of their leaves in certain manners and directions, creating tones and emotions.

Now was the second phase of the interaction. But, as they both looked at their respective travelers, they both seemed, tired, out of energy. They both puzzled on the issue together. How could the second phase begin if the travelers were too weary? They needed more energy. Their studies had shown that they too used the light of stars to gain nutrients, but they did not use it as a primary food source. Looking through their genetic codes, they found that only one of the genders was capable of creating offspring, but was capable of creating both types of gender. Both genders had the same basic shape, but different inner workings, and of course, only one gender. That meant that they must have shared the same food source as offspring.

The two thought about it, again, puzzled. They found out that their lower regions appealed to both of the travelers. But what about food? Finally, one of them found the answer. The strange orbs higher up. That must have been the answer. Beginning to shift again, the two began shifting their vines around, trying to find a position suitable for the travelers.

Michelle breathed heavily as the native simply stood there. Her entire body was in overdrive, and now that things had slown down and she wasn't constantly being pumped full of spores and who knew what, she began to feel tired. She hadn't actually done much, it was the native who was doing all the work. But the amount of things her body was absorbing being put out by the natives put her body into a frenzy, a frenzy that only wanted one thing. It felt like she was on fire inside, and the feeling was exhausting to keep up.

To her surprise, the vines coiled around her arms and legs began moving again. The native was lifting her up, sliding her against the wall. The vines now uncoiled from her arms, wrapping around her waist and still her legs. She was lifted up to the chest height of the native, and suddenly, the native pressed inward, pressing the strange imitations of breasts into her face while sandwiching her with its body.

Michelle felt a sense of relaxation and safety as the native presented its green orbs to her. She let her head rest on them for a while, taking comfort at the fact that they were almost like big, green pillows. The skin of the native felt rubbery, a texture that Michelle kept wanting to feel, and so, with her free hands, kept running them across them, squeezing them gently. Over time she found that she was starting to feel more lively again, as her body started going into overdrive yet again, and soon, her simple, sluggish movement became more animated, as she groped the natives breasts with more emphasis, licking them on occasion or taking as much of the soft material into her mouth as much as she could.

Unknown to her, the Native's breasts were extremely sensitive, and secreted a substance upon even basic contact with another. This substance could either be ingested, or absorbed through the skin. Clearly, this traveler didn't even notice as the substance was spread all around by her groping's. The native looked over to her partner, and took note that her traveler was indeed having the same reaction, albeit somewhat differently.

Jennings was lifted up off the floor by the native, and brought up to chest level height as the native pressed herself closer to him now, freeing his arms and holding him up by the waist and legs. Surprisingly, he felt burnt out, in a dull haze. He was sure the spores were still in his system, but he couldn't find the energy to do very much. He looked up into the beady orbs of the native who was watching him. Her head tilted as she pressed herself closer to him, her odd breasts squishing lavishly close to him.

Jennings felt the rising need to reach out and grab the two orbs which were now so close to him, and thankfully, found that his arms were free. Bringing them up sluggishly, he place both hands on the soft oddities, squeezing them happily. They had the same texture as what looked like the rest of their bodies, and were oddly very alluring for him to play with. They were heavy and felt full, almost like two, big watermelons.

Now that things had calmed down somewhat, he was free to think a little bit about more than just sex. And, taking into account everything about these no longer strange but rather, intimate natives, it was clear that they were adept at interacting with other species without unintentionally killing them and vice versa. Everything about them was for the benefit of the "host" on the receiving end in a sense. With that in mind, he began exploring.

He found his attention drawn a little lower on the luscious mounds, to an odd covering of sorts. He brushed his hands over it, feeling the distinct roughness over all the other smooth parts of the native. And to his unexpected surprise, felt the native shudder at his touch, and watched as on both orbs, the odd green coverings began opening, spreading like the petals of a flower. And, sure enough, the underside of the coverings were a bright red, matching with the colours of this native, and instantly drawing his attention.

He found it a compulsion to play with the natives breasts even more, squeezing them tightly now, suddenly aware that they were secreting something. The native's breasts took on a shiny look as a clear substance came from the flower like openings, and was spread around by Jennings as he groped and teased. Without hesitation he brought his mouth to one of the imitation "nipples," and began sucking on one.

To his pleasant surprise, the fluid coming from the native was once again something delicious. Not in a tasty sense, but, as he sucked on the nipple with more intent, and more of the fluid filled his mouth, he felt refreshed. It was a cool, refreshing kind of liquid, and gave him the feeling only ever found on a hot summers day, when after a lot of work he took a long drink of ice cold water, saving the last bit of water and dumping it on his head.

He switched positions periodically, playing with the other nipple in his hand while sucking on the other, taking delight at how sensitive it was, spraying little beads of the clear fluid all over, making him feel refreshed wherever it made contact with his skin. He glanced over briefly to see Michelle, taking off the remainder of her shirt, ripping her bra off in frustration and begin sensually grinding her own breasts against her respective native's.

The native shuddered in pleasure as her traveler continued to use the large orbs adorning her upper torso. She turned to see her companion, having much of the same actions with her own traveler. She got her companions attention with a quick tap of one of her arm vines. The two started talking as both travelers absent mindedly went about their continued business.

It was clear now, that these two were both back to normal, showing signs of accepting more spores being released by their bodies. Now, it was officially time for the last phase. Both agreed that they had a much better understanding of how gender worked between this species now, but both still had some unanswered questions. Both agreed that they would explore more of their travelers. Both began moving their vines about now, backing off and suspending the travelers in the air. Clearly, the strange material around the travelers wasn't their true skin, just like the tough exo-skeletons they had removed earlier. Both began fiddling with whatever was left of their clothing, carefully ripping through it, making sure they weren't harming the natives.

And finally, after every last piece was removed, they agreed that they were likely down to the true skin of their natives, as they were all one, solid tone of colour. And, most noticeably, their sexual organs were revealed. Now was the time to explore then. This was the most exciting part of their job now. Now they could begin merging. The travelers had already taken in a lot of their spores. These spores would help their bodies cope with everything else on their home world, and now, it was time for them to receive more of the travelers own unique set of spores, so that they could repurpose their harmful effects and spread the resistance to them all across their world.

The native began moving Jennings around again, more vines coming to support him as he was lowered, back down to the waist of the native. Likewise, Michelle was being moved too. Jennings watched as more vines restricted him, leaving him in the grip of the native once more. He was completely exposed now, and could see that natives black orbs were focused on his own sexual organ. This excited him now, as vines began poking and prodding in that area.

And, suddenly, things took a turn for the odd. It seemed to him that the natives both still had some issues on figuring out how one gender took to another, as he found himself suddenly having his own dick rubbed against by the natives. The native swayed her hips, rubbing her own soft version of a dick against his, trying to work things out. She caught on pretty quickly that maybe this wasn't the best way of going about things, but to his sudden surprise, vines wrapped around both his and her own dick's, keeping them tight together.

He had to admit, the feeling wasn't that bad, and suddenly, made more agreeable when the vines began twisting and stroking. He looked over to Michelle, who was in the same situation. She was having her own parts ground against by her native, who was using vines to try and help make things better, running them in-between both of their slits. Michelle seemed to feel almost the same way about it as he did, but went with it anyway.

The native continued her awkward actions, rubbing her own dick against his, helping to stimulate things with her vines, when suddenly, she began to secrete something. An orange sap like substance started flowing out of her shaft slowly, and began to make a mess of things even further. Jennings already had the lower portion of his face covered with the stuff from earlier, and now this stuff too. But he suddenly felt really good as the vines started working the sap like substance into their grindings, making every brush and grind feel like heaven.

Likewise, on Michelle's end, the red substance was helping the grinding between the two, with vines rubbing in between them both, the sap acting to make things rub smoothly, and shortly after, both Michelle and Jennings were moaning from the pleasure, once again getting caught up in the spores the two were putting out. Both natives continued their assaults, grinding mercilessly against them, using their vines and saps to tease them, and without warning, both Jennings and Michelle came.

The two natives began speaking again shortly after, letting the two travelers relax in the grip of their vines. It seemed like a pleasurable experience for both, but ultimately seemed to be somewhat, lacking. Things seemed awkward for both of their interactions, and they both had to use other means to make things work. Maybe they should try the opposite organ? It worked before after all. Maybe they should try something else as well. They both agreed that they would release most of their grip on the travelers, watching to see what they would do. If they ended up interacting with each other, it would be good for them to watch and learn, but hopefully, they would act themselves and pick what they wanted to do. Both natives started releasing their vines from the travelers, setting them back on their feet gently, waiting to see what would happen.

Michelle stood on unsteady legs as the native let her go almost entirely, taking a few steps back on its spindly legs, flared hips swaying. It stood tall over her, watching, but doing nothing. Although the experience she just had with it was new and exciting, but somewhat off-putting at first, she still wanted more. And most of all, she was desperate to try the first organ on herself. She already knew what it did, and wanted to feel it again in another way.

She motioned to the native with her hands, trying to get it to come lower to the ground. It bent down on spindly legs, coming to examine her motions. She quickly laid down on the floor, pointing to herself, and then the native. It tilted its head, before lowering itself down, matching her pose. She quickly got up, stepping over its waist. That was much better.

She toyed with herself briefly, standing over the organ of the native, parting her lips, and slowly began lowering herself down. This was going to be good. The native watched her, before wrapping vines around her legs, making sure she couldn't go anywhere. That was okay, the only place she wanted to go was down.

She slid down slowly onto the tip of the native, moaning from the feeling as its smooth shaft slid in with ease, and pressed farther down, wanting more. The smoothness of it was so gooood, as she slid down farther, until she stopped, hitting the base of the native. Already, more of the intoxicating orange sap was coming from the organ, she could feel it. Now it was time for the best part.

She suddenly slid up, before letting herself fall back down onto the organ, moaning from the immense waves of pleasure that now traveled up her body. She leaned forward onto the native, bucking her hips back and forth, riding the native as it continued to let loose more and more of the orange sap, enhancing everything further. She felt so good she couldn't even tell if she had even come yet, and didn't notice as the native used its vines to begin enhancing the experience again, rubbing her folds and playing with her breasts, squeezing them gently as she continued to bounce.

Jennings saw what Michelle had done, and laid down on the floor on his back, making motions for the native to come down as well. The native was also watching, and got to the point quickly, standing over Jennings, slowly lowering herself down. Jennings reached out to her, taking hold of her rounded hips, guiding her down. She was just at the very tip of his dick now, and he shook with anticipation.

The native took the initiative, and plunged down without a moment's hesitation, causing Jennings to gasp from the sudden feeling. The native felt even tighter now than last time, her insides gripping him perfectly. He kept his tight grip on her hips as she started to bounce now, driving him up the wall as she used her vines to help as well, wrapping them at the base of his dick, stroking every time she bucked her hips upward, bringing them down with the motion of her hips.

Her own dick was bouncing with her, creating more of the orange sap like fluids, now blending with the red honey like fluids pooling all over Jennings's hips. Jennings didn't care at this point, watching with some satisfaction as vines coiled around the natives own appendage, pleasuring itself as it rode Jennings.

Jennings traced the perfect curves of her hips at every opportunity, gripping them harder with every thrust, now thrusting his own hips and helping to bring hers down by pulling them down, which were now slippery and sloppy with a blended mix of both of her saps. Jennings watched with pleasure as the native had vines coiled around her breasts, squeezing them hard, letting more of the wonderful fluid run down her shapely stomach to mix in with everything pooling up down below.

The natives were extremely thorough, wanting to make sure that both them and the travelers exchanged spores properly, and continued their work in periodic cycles, exchanging various new ways of mingling with the travelers, letting them rest and recuperate, and then begin again. Over the course of many long hours, eventually, the travelers seemed to want to partake in more interactions than just that of the natives.

The two discussed it on one of their rest cycles, and agreed that it would help spread things even more thoroughly than they already had. And so, the natives soon became familiar with even more ways of copulating with more than just one partner, being introduced to a barrage of new things. Sadly, for them however, their work was coming to an end for the time being, as the planet was entering its night cycle. It would be time to leave soon as they too would need to rest. But before they left, they decided that they could fit in one last round.

Jennings, who had since nicknamed his partner "Red" because of her markings, let her do as she pleased as she started maneuvering him once more. Her vines hoisted him up, keeping his back to her front. His arms were held high above his head, resting on the neck of Red, helping to squish her breasts tight while he rested his head in between them.

Jennings was sitting just overtop of Red's dick, and she took the opportunity to use her vines, and wrap hers and Jennings tightly together, stroking him off while the two waited for Michelle, and "Orange."

Likewise, Michelle was held up in relatively the same way as Jennings, with her arms held up, bringing Oranges breasts together to form a very comfortable resting place for her head. Orange held her legs open, and Michelle gasped as Orange slowly slid her organ into the tight passage of her ass. Orange took the time to pleasure Michelle, tugging on her nipples and toying with her clit.

Red and Orange began slowly walking towards each other, pleasuring their travelers as they did so, before lining them up together. Michelle and Jennings were only a few inches away from each other, as the joining of Red's and Jennings respective organs hovered a few inches away from her slit, just waiting. Through the entire experience since the natives broke through their seal and started this adventure, Jennings and Michelle had little time for words with each other, but had since become adept at watching each other for signals.

Michelle stared hungrily into Jennings's eyes, to which he did the same. They were close together now, close enough that they could give the signal for Orange and Red to start. The short pause was agonizing, as the two continued to please both of them while waiting. Michelle leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Jennings's, as the two began kissing passionately, as Orange and Red took their cues. Michelle and Jennings both moaned into each other's mouths as Red and Jennings slid into her simultaneously with some difficulty, stretching her farther than she'd ever been before.

Any pain to be had was immediately replaced by pleasure as Orange continued to toy with her as both Red and Jennings slid into her. Jennings was pressed tightly against her, their two bodies grinding together as they continued to kiss. Red was still pleasuring Jennings, coiling and twisting her vines around both of their dicks as they entered Michelle, causing even more pleasure for Michelle. And finally, Red and Orange went to work.

Orange thrust her hips and pulled her vines, impaling herself in Michelle's ass over and over again, secreting more orange sap as she did so, making things flow even smoother. Red bucked her hips in and out, slamming both her and Jennings's dicks into her at the same time. Every thrust from Red and Orange caused things to tighten, squeezing both of their breasts enough to release more of the refreshing fluid from both of them, which proceeded to run down both Jennings and Michelle.

The two had long since stopped kissing, both simply moaning into each other's mouths as their eyes rolled back from the complete and utter overload of pleasure. Both Jennings and Michelle came repeatedly in seconds as Red and Orange continued without mercy, slamming in and out without end. Jennings was pressed up against Michelle, sliding with ease against her body thanks to the fluid from both Red and Orange, while Michelle was overflowing from both holes with orange sap and a mixture of Jennings's cum. The two gave out one last great moan, before passing out as Red and Orange continued.

Red and Orange both looked down on the sleeping travelers, having delicately placed them together. They were both worried briefly when both of them stopped showing any signs of response to their mingling, but a quick check revealed that the poor travelers had entered an odd state induced from a stimuli overload. The two closed up the plants on their backs, retracting all their vines together back into their arms, and nodded silently as their work here was finished.

Both had to admit that the experience was something else. When they had started researching what they could of the travelers, they had no idea things would lead so far. And now, the fake ruse of Xenophobia could be lifted as their intent was now clear as day. Red and Orange looked admiringly back at the two travelers before stepping out of the doorway into the base. It was time to gather the others and retreat. What the travelers did when the bright light of their star returned in the morning was now their business. But both Red and Orange hoped that this incredible breakthrough would bring more travelers.

Jennings woke up in a dull haze, feeling like he'd been hit by a train yesterday. Michelle was on top of him, resting peacefully. He looked around the room, and noted that the entire airlock floor was covered in the stick residue of what transpired yesterday. He heard scuffling in the distance, to which Michelle now woke to. She looked about as tired as he felt. She smiled upon seeing him, kissing him briefly.

"Good morning to you Jennings."

Jennings ran a hand down her back, resting it on her ass.

"Well good morning to you too Michelle."

The two kissed as a naked man stumbled into the airlock. He looked almost the same way as they did, but was covered in a somewhat different set of sap. He adjusted his bent glasses, running a hand through his extremely messy hair. He staggered out almost drunkenly as he looked around the room.

"Oh god it was station wide wasn't it?"

Jennings and Michelle both spoke at the same time.

"The natives?"

The man looked around the room, taking note of the sap that was spread all over the place.

"Jesus Christ you guys fuc----I mean yeah. Station wide, the whole place. You got hit with natives that looked almost human?"

Jennings and Michelle nodded.

"Two of them, after a big one smashed the door."

The man adjusted his glasses.

"I got into a suit and was sealed up in my lab. I got three of them."

Jennings and Michelle both giggled.

"How'd that go?"

The man shook his head.

"How'd yours go?"

Michelle kissed Jennings again.

"Good."

The man turned around staggering out to the hallway.

"You two should get up and help get the base back online and wake everybody up. All this stuff we've got all over us is gold. The stuff inside too. We need to figure out if what the natives did worked."

Jennings grabbed Michelle's ass with both hands, kissing her briefly.

"In a bit. I think we've still got some of that stuff in our systems."

The man left down the hallway, leaving the two alone. Jennings rolled Michelle over, sliding his hands across her hips.

"I guess we've got some games to play now don't we?"

Michelle laughed.

"We sure do, Mr. Jennings."