Three Square Meals Ch. 075

The last thing he did was to contact Edraele by telepathy, and say, *I'm going to block you out of my mind until Tashana's Change is complete. After I've wiped your memory of her banishment, you'll get confused if you hear my thoughts while I'm discussing it with her.*

*Of course, John, I understand,* she replied, kissing his chest. Her purple eyes met his, as she murmured, *Thank you, for everything.*

He smiled at her, and they shared a tender kiss before falling asleep.

***

John awoke shortly before Tashana at eight the following morning, and was pleasantly surprised by the smell of fried eggs and bacon. When he opened his eyes, he found Alyssa waiting patiently while sitting on the bed, four trays piled high with food beside her. She winked at him as she spoke to him telepathically, *So, you went for the Valaden hat-trick, then? Bravo, Mister Blake.*

He grinned at her, as he replied, *You heard it all, you little vixen.*

She nodded, her blue eyes sparkling with lust, as she said, *I certainly did! You should see Calara's bedroom this morning, us girls fucked up a storm last night! They loved hearing all about it as much as I loved telling them!*

John's laughter woke Edraele and Irillith, and while Edraele looked gloriously happy, Irillith smiled at Alyssa self-consciously.

Her blonde Matriarch went to her immediately, and gave her a fierce hug as she said, "Don't be embarrassed, John came like an express train! As long as you had fun, that's all that matters."

Irillith blushed, then gave Edraele a relaxed smile, as she said, "It was definitely exciting. I certainly wouldn't say no to a repeat performance."

"Oh! I brought all of you breakfast," Alyssa said, turning around to the trays. "If you're going to make John cum that hard, he needs his energy!"

They laughed and all tucked in, enjoying the delicious food that the girls had prepared for them. Alyssa informed them that Calara had been the head chef, and John made a mental note to thank her in person. After they finished breakfast, Alyssa joined them for a quick shower in the huge new bathroom. Edraele enjoyed the Terran shower immensely, telling them that she definitely planned to have one installed in her suites at Genthalas, and another in her palace on Valaden.

After drying and getting dressed, the three women kissed John goodbye, leaving him alone with Tashana and a large glass of chilled water. John didn't have to wait long for her to start; Tashana beginning to stir precisely fourteen hours after he'd finished filling her stomach with cum.

Tashana woke up and took a huge lungful of gloriously clean air, then coughed, her throat feeling dry as sandpaper. She was vaguely aware there was someone else in the room with her, and she croaked, "Thirsty..."

"Here you go," John said, his voice kind and gentle as he handed her the glass of chilled water.

She smiled at him gratefully, then gulped down the refreshing drink, swallowing one big mouthful after another, until her thirst was quenched. "Oh my goodness, that feels so much better!" she exclaimed, as she handed over the empty glass. Tashana looked at him in astonishment, then bringing her hands to her throat, she gasped, "My voice! You fixed it!"

John gave her a wide grin, pleased to see her looking so delighted, as he replied, "All healed and good as new."

Tashana's hands flew to her smooth tummy next, and she marvelled, "The stomach cramps, too! I've woken up to them for over ten years!"

Nodding to her, he said, "I know. You had scarring in your intestinal tract, but I've regenerated all the tissue in your stomach and intestines. I took the liberty of healing your brain tumour as well, so you'll never experience that pain again."

She gaped at him in wonder, then suddenly noticed her hands, staring with wide, disbelieving eyes at the beautiful, unblemished blue skin. "Thank you so much!" she said, giving him a gorgeous smile.

"Come on, there's more you need to see," John said, rising from the bed, and holding out his hand to her.

Tashana nodded, her violet eyes full of trust as she reached for his hand. Climbing off the bed, he led her through the door to the right, into the newly relocated walk-in-wardrobe.

"Close your eyes," he said, with a playful grin.

"Okay," she replied, violet eyes flashing in amusement.

She closed her eyes and waited with a little smile on her full lips, not a hint of doubt or suspicion on her face. John paused for a second to study her, marvelling at the radical transformation in her personality, now that it was no longer crushed under the weight of thirteen years of abuse and suffering. He guided her over to the mirrors, positioning her right in the centre between them.

"You're all set, you can go ahead and open your eyes now" he said, releasing her hand and stepping back.

Doing as he asked, Tashana blinked in shock, and brought her hands to her mouth as she stared at her reflection in utter disbelief. "You really did it," she whispered in awe, raising a shaking hand to her exquisitely beautiful face. She slowly turned her head from side to side, running a finger down her elegant nose that fit the shape and dimensions of her face perfectly. There was a slight tremor in her voice, as she added, "I can still remember everything that happened, even the pirate slashing up my face with a knife and cutting off my nose, but I feel... nothing!"

"It's just the first step," John explained, watching her carefully, to check she was coping with the sudden and dramatic transformation. "I thought it'd be sensible to do this in stages, to help you adjust to everything."

Shaking her head in amazement, she gazed at her reflection, as she said, "The gang-rapes, the torture, being sold as a prostitute to all sorts of terrifying aliens, and forced to give birth to a Bolon's spawn..." She turned to look at him with a look of adoration, as she continued, "I just don't feel anything! There's no pain, no fear; it's like I couldn't care in the slightest!"

He nodded, and gave her a gentle smile, as he said, "My finest work yet."

She giggled at his joke, then darted over and threw her arms around him. "I don't have the words to thank you for everything you've done!" she exclaimed, hugging him fiercely.

"It's okay," John replied, stroking her slender back and holding her in a warm embrace. He smiled, as he added, "It's lovely to see you looking so happy."

Tashana laughed in delight, then grinned at him as she heard the sound. "I've missed laughing," she replied, her violet eyes twinkling in the light.

"I'll look forward to hearing you laugh every day," he said with an answering grin. Looking at her lustrous mane of snowy-white tresses, he added, "What do you think of the hair?"

She bit her lip, then stepped away from him to look in the mirror again, and murmured, "It's breathtaking." Taking a moment to run her fingers through her long, silky-white hair, she smiled, as she continued, "I know what my people think of long hair, but their opinion be damned! I think it suits me."

"You do look very beautiful," he agreed, thoroughly enjoying the company of this effervescent young woman.

Tashana blushed then, and turned to look at him with a curious expression on her face, appearing hesitant to ask him something.

He gave her an encouraging smile, and said, "Go ahead, you can ask me anything. I won't be offended."

"Am I your Thrall now?" she asked, gazing at him with big eyes.

Shaking his head, John replied, "No, it doesn't work that way. It takes three loads of my cum before you'll be connected to me, but even then you'll still be yourself - I don't have Thralls." He paused for a moment, then raised a hand, as he added, "Hang on a second, I need to ask my Matriarchs something."

Already knowing what he was about to ask, Alyssa replied, *She's not linked to me, handsome.*

Knowing that Edraele couldn't hear his inner voice at the moment, he asked, *Edraele, is Tashana connected to your network of Maliri?*

*No, I don't have an empathic bond with Tashana,* Edraele informed him obediently.

Looking at Tashana in confusion, he said, "The girls in my crew had to swallow three loads of cum before being connected to Alyssa. It's been different with Edraele and the rest of the Maliri - for some reason it only takes one time with them."

Tashana licked her lips, and looking down at his cock with a look of fierce desire in her violet eyes, she gave him a coy smile, as she said, "I don't remember much about last night, but I do remember the sweetness of your cum. That was the most delicious thing I've ever tasted!" She blushed endearingly, as she continued, "I'd love to have some more, if that's alright?"

He returned her smile, and taking her hand, he said playfully, "Sure, I think we can work something out."

She practically skipped over to the bed in her enthusiasm, before vaulting onto it and landing on her knees. She grinned at him, and said, "This all feels so naughty! I've done so many awful things with so many horrible creatures, but this feels so exciting! It's almost like I'm about to give my first blowjob!"

John studied her for a moment, and when he sat down, he asked, "Tashana, had you ever slept with anyone before you were banished?"

She blushed a lovely dark blue, and shaking her head, she replied, "No, I'd put off going to the border stations. I still wanted to spend more time continuing my research into the Mael'nerak, before thinking about having a baby."

"Okay, thanks for being honest with me," he replied, reaching out to stroke her arm in an affectionate gesture.

Smiling at him, she prowled forward, and purred, "I think we've done enough talking. I really need another delicious mouthful of your cum."

Holding the cum-hungry girl at bay for a moment, he said, "Sure, but I'd like to ask you one last question."

Kneeling beside him, she gave him an open smile, and said, "Go ahead, ask whatever you like."

Stroking her head, he looked into her bright violet eyes, and asked, "Are you happy as you are now, or would you like me to remove all the memories of your time in the Unclaimed Wastes? A lot of horrible things happened to you there, and I'm worried how your mind will cope with those memories, even if you're fine with them now."

Tashana gave it some serious thought for a moment, looking away from him as she thought about everything that had happened to her. There was a flicker of sadness on her face, as she said, "I did make one friend there. A Terran named Bull, who looked after me for the last three years, and helped keep me steady. He died though, killed by Hades and his men when they captured me."

John was wary at the sudden hint of emotion, and said cautiously, "He sounds like he was a good man, I'm sorry we couldn't save him."

She nodded, and said, "Other than Bull, I can't see any point in remembering anything that happened." She frowned slightly, and sounded sad as she continued, "It was all just so bleak. How can people be so horrible to one another? I thought the Maliri were bad, but there was usually some point to the violence and torture, even if it was only for political gain. The pirates and the Enshunu though... they were so vicious and cruel, just for the pure sadistic pleasure it gave them."

"I think it's probably for the best if I help you forget what happened," John said, staring into her eyes. "Alyssa spoke to your mind while you were asleep, and apparently you suggested a cover story for the last thirteen years. You suggested we tell Irillith and Edraele that you went hunting for Progenitor relics in Trankaran Space, then went on an excursion into the Unclaimed Wastes. Then we rescued you when you got in trouble."

"She spoke to my mind?!" Tashana asked, in astonishment.

John nodded, and replied, "Yes, she's a telepath like your mother. It comes in quite handy."

"I'm sure it does!" Tashana said, with a smile. She paused for a moment, then said, "Sure, that story would work. I started going on longer archaeological digs over the years, and I doubt either of them missed me that much."

"I think it's a good cover story, too," John agreed. "Alyssa and the girls all know the truth, but we'll just skate over your recent past, and not bring it up too much in conversation."

Tashana's violet eyes darted lower, and she subconsciously licked her lips, before giving him a dazzling smile, and asking suggestively, "Was that everything you wanted to know? If so, there's something much more exciting we could be doing..."

"Sure, thanks for answering," he replied, surprised by her raw hunger to taste him again.

*It wasn't much different with Irillith. I did warn you what she'd be like,* Alyssa noted, with just a hint of smugness. *When Irillith woke up after the first time Jade fed her, she was sucking down a second load within seconds of drinking some water. Don't you remember the eye rolling and the moans of ecstasy? She couldn't get enough of it! The third time, she was so desperate to get a fresh load of your spunk, she practically killed herself breaking that collar.*

*I wonder why they react so strongly to it?* John asked, fascinated by the twins' behaviour.

Alyssa thought about it for a moment, and after a brief discussion with Rachel, she replied, *Rachel thinks it's probably because they're latent psychics, and it's linked to their resistance to the genetic modification. She said your cum is a psychic catalyst, and they're just reacting to that. Irillith still loves it, but now she's connected to me, she isn't quite the cum-crazed nymphomaniac any more.*

The whole conversation only took a few seconds, but Tashana was fidgeting now, and looking antsy. She bit her lip and rubbed her tummy, the look she gave him filled with longing.

Taking pity on the cum-addicted girl, John glanced down, and asked, "Would you like some more?"

Tashana pounced on him, grinning with excitement, and gave him a passionate kiss. She reached down to take his cock in her slender fingers, and let out a low, lustful moan. All of a sudden, she paused, and looked wracked with indecision.

"I'll be right back!" she blurted out, leaping off the bed, and darting for the door to the walk-in wardrobe. After disappearing inside for a second, she reappeared again, and pleaded, "Don't go anywhere, this'll only take a minute!"

He nodded, quite bemused by her strange actions, but did as she asked, and didn't move from his spot on the edge of the bed. Tashana reappeared about a minute later, then rushed over to him, before sinking to her knees.

"Don't you want to get on the bed?" he asked in surprise.

She shook her head as she reached for his cock, her eyes flaring with excitement when she enclosed him in her delicate blue fingers. "The floor around the bed is padded, it's really comfortable," she informed him, before licking her lips to get them nice and wet. She leaned in but paused an inch away from his throbbing crown, and with an act of iron willpower, she looked up at him, and added, "Please promise me you won't wipe out that last memory? When I went into the wardrobe? It's important."

Startled by her intensity, he nodded and replied, "Of course. I promise I won't change anythi-"

The last was cut off as Tashana engulfed the head of his cock in her hot little mouth, swirling her tongue over him and sucking intently. She had great technique, and he caressed her head as she ratcheted up the intensity of her lashing tongue, trying to coax a load from him. Her hands cradled his first two balls, petting them lovingly as she hungered for their contents. It took her less than thirty seconds to get her first taste of pre-cum, and she squealed with ecstasy as her eyes began to roll back.

He watched Tashana climax, her body shaking with excitement as she sank forward and buried her beautiful face in his groin. John could only hang on tight as she brought him to a bewilderingly fast climax, her raw desire for him proving to be a powerful aphrodisiac. She swallowed down everything he could give her, then let him slip out of her throat, kneeling back and cradling her bloated stomach with a giddy smile on her dazed face.

After taking a minute to catch his breath, John chuckled and scooped her up, placing the drowsy girl on the bed before tucking her in under the covers. By the time he'd spooned up behind her and wrapped her in his arms, she'd fallen fast asleep, her slender fingers intertwined with his, rested atop her swollen belly.

"I wonder what she was doing in the wardrobe?" Alyssa asked him, as she wandered into the bedroom and climbed on the bed.

"We'll find out in about four hours, I guess," John replied, smiling at her over Tashana's shoulder.

Brushing her fingers through the sleeping girl's snowy-white hair, Alyssa said, "She seems so nice. How Irillith and Edraele could have treated her the way they did is beyond me." She let out a sad sigh, before she added, "I'd have loved to have had a sister like her growing up."

He nodded his agreement, then said thoughtfully, "There's one thing we haven't really thought of. What about her psychic abilities?"

"I'm sure it'll be exciting finding out," Alyssa said with a smile, before brushing away a stray lock from Tashana's lovely face. She met his questioning gaze, and continued, "Just keep loading her up, and they're bound to resurface, just like Irillith's did. When that happens, we'll help her adjust. She'll be fine."

John grimaced for a moment, before he said, "I think I'll leave training Tashana to you, if you don't mind. I don't fancy being flambéed again!"

"Yeah, that reminds me..." Alyssa said ominously, narrowing her eyes as she glared at him. "You've been slacking off on your psychic training! Progenitor-John could make Hex-shields like me, so you've got no excuse."

"We'll do some training as soon as we get some free time," he agreed, having no desire to be toasted like that again.

"Good boy," Alyssa said with a grin.

He suddenly blinked in surprise, and exclaimed, "Wait a minute! You were flying! I forgot, with everything else that happened afterwards."

She smiled at him, and replied, "Yeah, that bit was fun. I highly recommend it."

They laughed together, then cuddled Tashana protectively between them as they fell asleep.

***

In the silvery-grey High Council Chamber on Ashanath, Senior Councillor Ularean glanced at a psi-panel, activating the holographic projector by thought alone. An intricate holographic territory map for the Ashanath Collective appeared in the centre of the room, and he slowly rotated it until the border with Drakkar Space was clearly visible.

The sight made for grim viewing, with scores of recent battle sites pockmarking the glowing green map with red crosses. There seemed to be no pattern to the attacks, but the recent increase in intensity had him very worried.

*Greetings to you, Senior Councillor Ularean,* a familiar voice said, but he could hear it was filled with worry.

*Warmest welcome to you, Councillor Talari,* Ularean replied, his unblinking black eyes turning towards the door into the spherical chamber. *Any updates from the Security Division?*

A second later the double doors swung open, and Councillor Talari glided in, his rakish grey features ever-so-slightly more rounded than the norm. *More dreadful news from the border forces, Senior Councillor,* Talari said, his voice broadcasting his concern. *We lost two patrol cruisers to a Drakkar raiding force. That is the third group this week.*

*We cannot sustain losses like this,* Ularean replied, his voice raised in alarm. *We must recall all our forces and garrison our worlds. A Drakkar raid on one of the colonies would be too terrible to contemplate.*

*I shall issue the appropriate orders,* Talari replied, before turning to look up at the holographic map. He studied it for a moment, then asked, *Have you heard any news of JohnBlake?*