EROS #1 - A Kinky Voyage Begins!
"Join us and be a part of the Exploratory Reconnaissance of Outer Space! Thrills beyond imagining await you!"
Jinx Curi, Spacehound Second Class, rolled his eyes as yet another commercial for EROS intruded itself upon him in a most unwelcome--and untimely--fashion. He already was an enlistee in EROS. Could the program controllers of Space Channel 5 not see that? Obviously not, or they just didn't care. Probably the latter. The huskoon sighed as he threaded the now-wilting boner back through and zipped up his uniform pants again. Space Channel 5 sure knew how to spoil a nice little fantasy and the helpful accompanying video imagery. He would be _damned_to hell and back first though before he would pay a premium subscription to remove them. Alas, they were becoming far too _cunning_when it came to bypassing illicit blockers.
Oh well, just take a chance on commercials at the most inopportune times, and risk losing a boner or two. Not that big a deal, Jinx. Plenty more chances to see the luscious Krista and the Jawsome Shark Twins in action.
Hopefully sooner rather than later!
Jinx yawned and stretched, rolling a kink out of his neck as he straightened in the cushioned pilot's chair upon which he had lazily reclined to indulge himself. He pushed away and locked the personal video screen back into its home position and thumbed the 'voice control' button on his control console.
"Vixen, report status."
"Requested scan has been __complete_ d_." The dulcet feminine tones of the shipboard virtual intelligence reported with all the breathy eagerness of a female four days into season. There was a pause as the data was analysed, and then the computer spoke again and this time with a pouting quality to its tone. "I'm sorry to say that __I must report that I have found nothing on the E.E. Hyperscan Radar worth mentioning."
Dammit!
Jinx had hoped he would find something this time. The only way he was going to secure himself a place upon the flagship of EROS, the E.R.S_Ecstatica_, and serve under the famous Captain Emmanuelle was to undergo a solo voyage and find something that rated at least a factor five or six on the Erotic Experience scale. Three solar weeks of flying through a mostly uncharted sector of space, and nada, zilch, nothing.
"I will continue scanning, but in the meantime, is there some other way, any at all, that I can be of assistance to you, Captain Curi?" The ship's computer purred in a hopeful and invitingly tone of voice. "I sense that your stress levels are elevated: how does a relaxing massage sound to you, and an indulgently sinful cup of spiced hot chocolate?"
Jinx let out a pleasured sigh as his chair began to gently and selectively vibrate, and relieved tension in all the right places. The huskoon's whiskers began to twitch too as the rich aroma of melted ChicaChica Chocolate, the finest and most _delicious_in all of known space, reached his nose. Manipulators lifted the mug that had slid from the slot in the automated galley and placed it into the cup-holder affixed to the arm of his chair. It gently steamed and wafted its spicy chocolate flavour upwards as he continued to enjoy the massage function of his seat a little longer.
"Ah,wonderful. Just what the doctor ordered."
The official designation of the VI was V1-XEN, but as expected, and as the designers had fully anticipated, Jinx called her Vixen, and indeed she had been pre-programmed to recognise being addressed by that name, and her default holographic avatar was that of an attractively _busty_female red fox.
"Glad to be of service, Captain Curi," Vixen purred with a smile as she flashed him a coquettish wink before vanishing into a dissipating cloud of heart-shaped holographic particles. "I will begin scanning Sector Alpha Omega Six."
"And I will enjoy this _rather_delicious cup of hot chocolate." Jinx proclaimed to no-one in particular as he took a sip from the frothy beverage. The carefully chosen spices made his tongue tingle in a pleasing fashion.
"Mmm..."
"Captain Curi, I believe I have found something..."
Jinx looked up from the not-particularly riveting game of Astro Chicken that he had been playing at the sound of Vixen's report. The mournful squawks of the eponymous chicken exploding into a cloud of feathers as it got zapped by a Star Conqueror went unnoticed.
"Factor Rating?"
He felt his heartbeat quicken with excitement despite his efforts to keep it calm. It had been only the second time this voyage that Vix had picked something up on the hyperscan. The first time had turned out to be merely an asteroid in a particularly _lewd_shape, barely rating a 0.4 on the EE scale for pure visual appeal.
"Mmm, now this is interesting..." V1-XEN mused, displaying her avatar as rubbing her chin and tapping her cheek thoughtfully as the she interpreted the scan data. "I have a positive...4...no, make that a 4.2...oh my..."
Jinx bit his lip and tried to avoid drumming his fingers impatiently on his chair arm. Vixen continued to hum and coo to herself for a handful of seconds longer before snapping her fingers and grinning at him.
"Captain Curi, go ahead and place an order for that zippy new bank of H-RAM and the improved pleasure circuits you've been promising me, because you're going to love what I'm going to say next and want to express your appreciation..."
"Go on..."
"A solid 5.7!"
The holographic female fox clapped her handpaws with glee and spun around as Jinx let out a whistle and returned her grin.
"Good work, Vixen!" He exclaimed, and did indeed make a mental note to order the upgrades for her when they returned home. "So, what are we looking at, exactly?"
"This is Seti Alpha V," Vixen declared in a scholarly-sounding tone as her anthro-sized hologram vanished and her 2-D avatar reappeared next to the image of a blue-green and damp-looking world on the main display screen. "My hyperscans have determined that much of the surface of the planet is covered by what can be best described as ooze or goo, and of a translucent colour and variable consistency. Such goo might well yield...highly pleasurable effects...when utilised in a number of ways."
Jinx let out a whistle as he observed the data from as-yet unexplored world. He scratched at his furred cheek absently as he scrolled through the biomorphic scan data.
"So...no signs of advanced life?"
"Nope! If there is some form of non-sentient life present, it is beyond our scan radius at this time."
"Atmosphere looks good...temperature is a little_warmer than I'd prefer, but not terrible," The huskoon explorer mused as he continued reading the report. "And _wowza, I might just have to take a dip into that stuff myself...for science purposes only, you understand."
"Sorry to burst your bubble," Vixen chided as she reappeared next to him in a cloud of heart-particles and waved a holographic finger at him. "But EROS Protocol 221B states that analysis and sample tests must be undertaken to determine crew safety before any personal contact or testing with native lifeforms or environments can commence."
"I know, I know..." Jinx grumbled petulantly as he started to program in a course for Seti Alpha V into the navigation board of his small scout vessel. "...little Ms. Know-It-All."
"Just watching out for your butt, Captain!"
Jinx's atmospheric-capable scout vessel plunged through the thick cloud that swathed Seti Alpha V and made it difficult to see what lay on the surface. He had picked one of the moderately large islands that jutted out of the soupy gel that served as oceans on this particular world. To his utmost surprise, Vix had picked up a distress beacon signal emanating from it as they had drawn closer to the planet. Most modern distress beacons could blast their superluminal cries for help across a number of light-years, but this one had a range of only a few dozen AU. So it was either _very_old, or broadcasting at a _very_low power setting. The message was unhelpfully garbled too, and Vix's efforts to scrub the signal clean had not yielded much success, but she had at least pinpointed the origin of the SOS.
"Easy does it Vix..." Jinx drawled as he carefully manoeuvred the ship in for a soft landing. "...cut the forward thrusters by 10, and bring up the landing jets to full."
"You got it, Captain, three...two...one...and touchdown!"
Jinx nodded as he felt the ship gently bounce as it smoothly landed. The roar of the wing and belly thrusts died out to a mute hiss as the turbines cycled down.
"Okay...let's see what we have here with my own eyes. Go ahead and retract the blast screens."
Natural light, murky and tinged with blue, flooded into the cockpit as the armoured and heat-resistant plating smoothly retracted from the transparent aluminium window-glass analogues. It wasn't the most_appealing_ alien sky that Jinx had ever seen, but it certainly did not win the prize as the worst either. That dubious award went to the Burning Maelstroms of Angstrom IV. What a _fun_survey mission _that_had been.
"Still good out there, Captain. I wouldn't put on your winter jacket, but at least you won't choke, or end up smushed into a thin paste!"
"Thanks, Vixen." Jinx commented dryly as he finished packing his expedition bag and began cycling the airlock. "That's a great comfort to me."
"Have fun out there, stay safe, and...I'll miss you!"
"I will, and I'll miss you too, Vix." The huskoon replied with a chuckle and an affectionate pat on the main terminal where the VI's databanks were stored. Sometimes he couldn't be sure if that was genuine affection in Vixen's voice, or merely programmed to sound like she really _would_miss him.
A sullen breeze brushed his furred cheeks as the huskoon exited through the airlock. Humid, could certainly be a word applied to the damply warm temperature that immediately began to make him feel sticky and uncomfortable. The air felt heavy and tasted...not unpleasant...far from it, but strange. He couldn't identify the aroma or flavour, but the closest he could come to it was...sweet honey mixed with overripe apples, lavender, and...hamburger ketchup. Definite hints of the sauce from his favourite burger joint, Monolith Burger.
With his whiskers and nose twitching as his keen canine sense of smell continued to analyse the pungent aromas, Jinx clambered down the ladder that had been lowered down to the ground. His monochrome striped tail swayed and wiggled as he carefully put one booted footpaw down after another. He'd planned to make a whimsical little speech about being the first anthro to set paw down upon Seti Alpha V, but obviously he had _not_been the first.
He could see the evidence of that now with his own eyes. Rising above the jungle-like vegetation that had sprouted up from the spongy earth that passed for soil on the ooze-dominated world, he could see the tail-fins of a large, antiquated spacecraft. Thick creepers and vines hung from the rusting structure. He could just make out a logo. Something he had only seen in the history holo-vids. He unclipped his Personal Expedition Assistant, thumbed it on, and began snapping digital images and reporting back to his VI.
"Vix, I can see what remains of an old Interstellar Survey Corps' ship ahead of me, the predecessor to EROS, though who knows _what_it was doing, and how it even managed to get _this_far out."
"Mmm, ISC has been defunct as an organisation for fifty seven years, and concentrated the majority of the first survey missions coreward, rather than in this direction, and Super-Lum drives back then commonly didn't have anywhere near this kind of range. There's nothing in my memory banks about an ISC expedition to Seti Alpha, so I'd say this ship was an advanced--for the time--prototype of some sort, fitted with a precursor to the Mark II."
"Agreed." Jinx said, nodding to himself as he too, came to the same conclusion. He started trudging through sticky undergrowth, feeling the skin beneath his grey fur tingle pleasantly whenever he brushed against one of the leaves or creepers in various shades of blue, purple, or green, and some of the oozing fluid was rubbed onto him and it seeped through.
Yes, he would have to be _careful_with this stuff. Vix certainly hadn't been lying about the potency and potential that had warranted an E.E. rating of almost six. He let out a pleasured sigh as he imagined sinking into a spa filled with the translucent goo.
Sinking deeply into it...wriggling his fingers and toes as it made him tingle from ear to tail-tip...
Almost immediately he had to drag his thoughts away from the delicious image, feeling the stiffness between his legs pressing against the crotch of his ship-suit. Being turned on_so early into an expedition was not a good idea on a word where even_touching one of the plants made you feel good. He was grateful that his boots were particularly well-insulated and water-tight.
He would take a few samples, carefully, and investigate the crashed ship. Then hurry back to his own ship and return home triumphantly, a 5.7 under his belt, and his place aboard the flagship secured.
A few hours, tops.
"Well_hello_ there!"
Jinx practically jumped out of his fur and did drop his PEA--often referred to with a snigger by another non-regulation acronym--at the sudden and totally unexpected interruption by the feminine voice. He turned around from his investigation of the rusting remains of the cargo crates that had been arranged to form a crude camp in front of the wreckage of the crashed ISC ship. Rising up and forming from a swampy pool of ooze was a mass of translucent gel. Even as Jinx watched, it began to reform itself into a crude approximation of anthroid form--and one that became more defined by the second.
"U-Uh...h-hello there."
The huskoon took an instinctive step back and winced, cursing at himself and the crate that had almost tripped him over. He stooped and quickly retrieved his PEA before turning back to the gel-like mass that had politely addressed him.
"I haven't seen someone like you in a really long time!"
Jinx couldn't help but instinctively look about him, as foolish as it felt, and point at himself with a black-furred and clawed handpaw in response to the anthroid-shaped goo. It...or rather she...from the feminine attributes that she had formed and were quite prominent now, let out a noise that for all the world sounded like a giggle.
"Of course you, silly!" The now pointed-eared and long-tailed gel-girl trilled. Her colour had softened to a translucent and pleasantly bright leaf-green and she now sported defined and attractive_features that had a decidedly feline quality. Droplets of goo continued to drip from her as she stepped out of the pool. "Not since Captain Galicia and the others fell from the sky in...ooh...what did she _call it now...the thingy behind you...oh yes! A rocket ship."
The gel-girl formed a wide, beaming grin and rocked back and forth on her toes as if she was extremely pleased with herself at having remembered. Jinx began to relax--just a little--and instead raised the PEA and began taking still images of her. "And...uh...where can I find Captain Galica and..the uh...the others?" It was a long shot, a _very_long shot, with the amount of time that had passed, but it was worth asking, if only to discover their eventual fates.
"Oh, they went and left me quite some time ago," The gel girl replied petulantly with a definite pout on her short, gooey muzzle, not elaborating further. "I miss them all, and they taught me their...and I guess your_way of speaking...since you can understand me, and one of them even_looked a bit like you..." She let out another giggle, sending fat droplets of goo spraying out as she trembled from her mirth. She stopped and then pouted, giving him a soulfully-eyed look. "I've been _all_alone, ever since..."
"What about...uh...your people...others like you?" Jinx asked curiously, tilting his head as he began taking biomorphic scans of the strange alien girl.
"Others like me?" The gel girl tilted her head and pressed a finger to her lips in a pantomime of deep thought. "Oh! I see what you mean, I remember now that Captain Galica asked me the same question." She smiled brightly, spread her arms out wide, and spun around on the spot. "Nope! Just me!"
"Just you?" Jinx replied, furrowing his furred brow in thought. He was about to enquire further, when the solar credit dropped and he interpreted her arm and body movements. "Oh, so all of this, is you too?" He swept a paw around the pool and in the direction of the other bogs and eventual oceans of the gooey stuff that he had seen during his descent.
"Mmm,all me!" The gel girl reaffirmed, clapping her hands together with glee. She then smiled and winked at him. "Captain Galica wasn't all that bright when it came to certain things either."
Jinx decided to ignore her teasing jibe and instead looked down at the screen of his PEA. Indeed she was comprised of the same gel-like substance that dominated the world and had given the E.E scan such a high reading. She appeared to be able to adjust her rigidity in addition to her bodily form, having already done so upon stepping out of the pool. Though he already knew it, the PEA rated her as a sentient gender and bio-morphic lifeform, and instructed him to treat her with both respect and caution.
"Well," The huskoon finally exclaimed as he sent the report back to Vixen. "My name is Captain Jinx Curi of EROS, Exploratory Reconnaissance of Space, and I'm from the same...place...that Captain Galicia came from."
"You fell out of the sky too?" The gel-girl gasped, followed by a happy-sounding giggle.
"Uh...not exactly fell, not in the same way that the rocket ship fell from the sky..." Jinx tried to find the worlds to explain. Though he was sure the alien gel girl might not be as entirely empty-headed as she sounded, and the crew of the crashed ICS vessel had seemingly spent a considerable amount of time with her, he had no idea of what concepts of flight and space travel she might have grasped, or even remembered. He sighed, sat down on one of the rust and creeper-covered crates that seemed likely to support his weight and tried to explain.
"I flew in through the sky on a ship, a newer ship, than this one, and _didn't_crash." He pantomimed crashing into the ground with his handpaws and made crashing sounds and was pleased to see a gleam of recognition and understanding in the gooey feline-esque girl's eyes as she sat down next to him. He then tried to pantomime his own ship touching down safely and being able to take off again, and was pleased a second time that she seemed to understand what he was trying to help her comprehend.
"Oh! So your rocket ship can return to the sky..." There was a sad note in her voice now and a downcast quality to her gel-like translucent features.
"Yes. Yes it can," Jinx said carefully. "My ship will take me home to a world very different from yours." He could see and feel the sudden shift in emotion in the alien gel being, and had no desire to upset her. He still had many questions he wanted to ask her, such as why she had chosen a female form and voice, though on that point, he certainly had no complaints. She had assumed a _very_attractively curvy, maybe even a little chubby, body form that matched well with her bubbly and friendly personality.
"Are you going to kiss me?"
Had Jinx been sipping from a cup of coffee, his usual favoured beverage, he would have spat it everywhere at her sudden and incongruous question.
"Uh, p-pardon me?"
The gel-girl let out another pleasant-sounding giggle as she sat up on her knees and gazed at him innocently. "Captain Galica, Navigator Erin, and Engineer Wilco all liked to kiss me." She giggled again and leaned closer to give him a winsome smile. "I liked to kiss them too though...and do_other_ stuff with them..."
Though he was not exactly a rookie Spacehound and erotic adventurer, Jinx still felt the heat spread up his neck and along his cheeks, prickling his fur, at the bold statement by the comely feminine goo-form. He managed to clear the lump from his throat to finally speak. "L-Like what?"
"If you kiss me, I'll tell you."
As far as bargains went, it was far from the worst one Jinx had ever been offered. He cleared his throat and leaned forward to the translucent green gel-girl. "Okay, but just a qui-"
The counter-bargain died on his lips as the excitable goo-girl trilled out her joy, pushed herself forward, and threw her arms around him with enough force to bring her gooey muzzle to his. Jinx tried to splutter out his surprise, but that too died into a muffled and wet-sounding sounding _mmphs_as she began to enthusiastically kiss him.
It was an unusual experience to say the least. The gel-girl was both firm, and possessed semi-liquid pliancy at the same time, selectively so and at will, it seemed. Jinx's skin began to tingle as she pressed her semi-solid form against him, soaking the fabric of his ship-suit and fur. A little tongue, warm and sticky, slipped out from the lips of her muzzle and sought his own to dance with. Her breasts, heavy and rounded, with far firmer pliancy, jiggled and pushed up against him and formed a _very_pleasing cleavage. Unlike her tongue, the gel-girl's naked translucence was of a pleasantly cool temperature than contrasted with the humid temperature.
"O-Oh...oh my..."
The tingling had become more pronounced now and Jinx let out a pleasured gasp as it continued to spread through him. His tongue was especially sensitive, and he found himself enthusiastically returning her kisses, to which she merely trilled out another giggle and coo.
"Captain Curi...are you alright? You're twelve minutes past your last scheduled check-in."
Jinx's PEA began to squawk with Vixen's concerned-sounding tones. He fumbled for it as best as he could with one paw, the other pressed against the sticky and increasingly gooey flesh of the alien gel-girl's back as he sought her kisses.
"U-Uh, yes...all is well, Vix," He managed to mumble around a flurry of eager and encouraging kisses as he pushed more firmly against her, his paw sinking a little into the goo and she trembled and let out a pleasured coo and giggle in response. "I'm c-continuing investigations of the...the crash site."
"Captain, did you just giggle? It didn't sound like you, what's hap-"
Vix's puzzled voice cut out as he ended the communication, pressed the mute button, and tossed the PEA down onto the ground.
"Mind the ship for me for a while, Vix."
He purred with a pleasured gasp as he returned his full attention to the now oozing girl as she locked his lips into a fierce and sticky kiss. He could feel her spreading across and around his muzzle, almost subsuming it with her gooey passion. For his part, he placed both handpaws on her back and began to knead and push, feeling her tremble with unrestrained pleasure as they sank into her with a wet-sounding_slurp_. It was far from an unpleasant feeling, in both texture, honey-sweet taste and the effects that the pleasure-inducing gel's contact had upon his skin and nerves. The erect canine member within his soaked pants was profoundly stiff. The unsheathed flesh also tingled in a _most_arousing fashion as it too received droplets of the gel that had seeped through.
Making love to the gel-girl was certainly one of the more exotic experiences for Jinx. She had continued to melt, losing much of her rigid consistency, almost moulding around him in a sticky embrace. She had held up upper torso together and her breasts continued to jiggle pleasingly as she feverishly kissed him. Unzipping his pants was one of the more difficult tasks, made trickier by the fact that as he slipped and forced his paws into and through her, still feeling a little disconcerted that he could even do that, the act of doing so induced pleasure in her and she struggled to hold any rigid form whatsoever. When he finally managed to do so, and his stiff canine member was free and sprang up, her gel-form eagerly engulfed it and began to _suckle_at it. It was both oral _and_vaginal pleasure at the same time.
Jinx's eyes rolled back in his head and he began to pant as an overwhelming amount of stimulation assaulted his nerves. Every square furred inch of his body tingled, throbbed or pulsed with pleasure. His view of the world had become framed and overlaid by a translucent haze.
5.7? More like a 7.7.
The gel-girl seemed to be in full flow of enjoying herself too. Her translucent semi-fluid body now quivered and pulsed with shifting colours as she forced herself into the huskoon's maw and played with his tongue and letting out sporadic coos and giggles in response. She continued to work his engulfed member with various levels of force and temperature, delighting at his pleasured responses.
Anthro mannerisms and speech hadn't been the _only_things the all-too-willing and stranded crew of the ISC vessel had taught the alien goo.
Jinx's climax was prolonged and heavy. His fevered expulsion of seed sprayed into her, with the creamy white trail rendered into a diffused grey as it began to dissolve. She herself too seemed capable of orgasm, at least he guessed so by the way her quivering and shifting between rigid and semi-liquid forms reached a crescendo and then stopped.
He lay there for a long time, catching his breath as she nuzzled around him in her own afterglow, like a jellified blanket. She had slipped her arms around him and pressed her goo-topped head against his in an affectionate manner. Contact with her gel now seemed to have only a mildly pleasure-inducing effect, and it was far from as distracting as before.
"Do...you have a...name? Something...you call yourself, or...others called you?" Jinx finally managed to huskily breath out, genuinely curious and wishing he had asked sooner.
"Name? Oh...I remember Captain Galica explaining to me about names, and how you all had one," The gel-girl's bubbly enthusiasm had become rather more muted now, a reflection of her own exhaustion. "I...am just me, and never had a name, but Captain Galica and the others used to call me Genie. I forget why. She once told a story, but I really can't remember what it was now."
"Genie." Jinx chuckled as he stroked her cheek and elicited a coo from her. "It's a fitting name."
Genie sighed as she clung to the intrepid explorer and formed a sad little smile. "Will you go back to your world beyond the sky now, or stay with me?"
Jinx bit his lip as he reluctantly considered that question. Unlike Captain Galicia and her long-dead crew, he had a means of leaving the world, a report to deliver, and a promotion to receive. Genie was_lovely_ though...
"Uh...aboutthat..."
"This is highly irregular, Captain!"
Genie giggled as the holographic image of Vixen folded her arms below her chest and regarded the goo-girl with a baleful eye. Jinx shuffled around uncomfortably on his booted footpaws. He was still tellingly soaked to the skin by Genie's gel, and he was blushing despite himself at the accusatory tone and expression on his VI's face after delivering his suggestion to take Genie back with them. Vixen looked him up and down and then over at Genie, in a pantomime of suspicious examination.
"Investigating the crash site, eh?"
"Ah, yes. Yes I was."
"And what did you learn about the ship?"
"Uhh...ahh..."
Precious little, in truth. Genie had appeared shortly after the start of his examination, and well, aside from learning the crew's names from her, there hadn't been time for any further investigation. The seconds dragged painfully by until Vix finally let out a sigh.
"As I thought. Well, I'll ready the ship for take off then, Captain...and passenger."
If Jinx was crazy, he would have placed money on there being a note of sulky jealousy in the way that Vixen had spoken to him and regarded Genie.
"Thanks Vix."
She vanished, and this time without her customary smile and cloud of heart shaped icons. Jinx knew that it would be a very interesting voyage home, and one where he might have to smooth the ruffled digital feathers of his own shipboard intelligence.
He was not looking forward to doing so.