Where No One Has Gone Before Pt. 09

"Thank you, sir," Elizabeth said, confused. "May I ask, what happened to Commander Decker?"

"You may. Commander Decker has been reassigned. He'll be working as the military liaison for the Gingravik Embassy on Earth. His assignment is effective immediately, so you get to be my new Number One. Unless you don't want the job..."

"Of course I do, sir. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Commander. Admiral Simmons is working to fast-track your promotion to full Commander, but the job is yours nevertheless," I said. "I'll leave it up to you to adjust the Ops assignments."

"Yes sir, I'll get on it right away," Elizabeth said.

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Epilogue (Five months later)

The last five months had been busy ones for everyone. We returned to Starbase One, where Jim and Elizabeth were officially promoted to their new ranks. Enterprise and her crew were given Star Fleet's first unit citation for action against the Mr'rk. As promised, I took Chet out and bought him a steak dinner. Yes, it was real meat, and he enjoyed every bite.

Federal authorities were still investigating Senator Jacoby, now occupying a cell at Fort Leavenworth. He had been charged with espionage and trafficking in weapons of mass destruction. Some said he should face treason charges, but that had not yet been decided.

The female clone "Three of Five" survived the transit to Earth. Still, her body began shutting down shortly after her transfer to Walter Reed Hospital. She died of renal failure about 30 days after our return, never having regained consciousness. I felt terrible for her but was also unnerved to think there were at least four more of those things out there somewhere.

Meanwhile, diplomats from the United States, her allies, and the Gingravik Empire were hammering out a treaty they said would benefit everyone. We'll see about that, I thought. Meanwhile, Enterprise had been given new orders and was preparing for its new mission.

Kyra and I stood in the giant venue on New South Marsookia, as naked as everyone else - Gingravik and human alike. I was more than a bit nervous about all of this until Kyra reminded me that "when on New South Marsookia..." I finally gave in, admitting I had asked the Gingravik to wear clothes on board the Enterprise.

Jim finally popped the question, and Mishita gladly accepted his proposal. They agreed to join in a traditional Gingravik ceremony, which is why Kyra and I were here. We watched as the ceremony took place. It took all I had to not rush the stage when the mating mark was emblazoned on Jim's chest. At first, I thought he would pass out, but he recovered quickly.

When they were declared officially "mated," a bed was brought on the stage, and the newlyweds wasted no time ravishing each other's bodies. We heard a commotion behind us and looked to see everyone else in the audience coupling. I saw one human female with three Gingravik penises inside her pussy while sucking another.

"Well, spaceman? Are you gonna just stand there? Or are you gonna do me?" Kyra whispered. I turned to see my wife about ready to jump my bones, her skin flush, her nipples hard and erect.

"Come here, wife," I whispered back as I took her in my arms. I'm not sure if it was the strange green wine we drank or the presence of so much open sexuality, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. These people sure know how to party, I thought as I buried myself balls deep in my wife.

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Fade to black... For now...

Note: Parts of this story reference the seventh entry of my "Plant" series. You can find the link to that in my profile. Ambassador Tsod first appeared in "The Plant Pt. 06: Ambassador." The story surrounding Tabitha's demise can be read in part three of this series, here.