that had caused many evolutionary responses. The greater height and pronounced musculature, the greater metabolization of chemicals, the drawing of vitamins from the air – all had eventually become somewhat normal traits for the Eldazon race, due to the loss of their sun.
Luckily they had many resources, and much in the equivalent of earth dollars, as they were able to manage the sun’s extinction by creating one that was artificial. Hung in the sky and emitting all manner of colors onto the rich, lush beauty of the planet below, the artificial sun – or ARTsun – had become a tourist draw to B3-6. Eldazons knew that they were the kind of race who were themselves attractive to the majority of the universe’s creatures – not only physically, but gregarious and giving in manner as well. They worked tirelessly to make their planet beautiful and welcoming, and as such, B3-6 received eager tourists from all over the worlds as the premiere place to get away to, to relax. It was perfect - as long as an artificial sun wouldn’t put you off.
Adax couldn’t understand the reaction of this earthling. He never had trouble with finding someone to mate with. He was one of finest creatures – the epitome of the Eldazon race – a Lord of Astria, for crying out loud!
Which meant that the federation required him to marry an Earth woman.
But how could he win her over? He needed to do it soon, and the current system was not working. He’d have to work to pleasure her more. Perhaps as much as Eldazonly possible.
Chapter 3
That night Shauna was getting ready for bed, brushing her teeth and washing her face, carefully removing her makeup.
Her cat was winding around her ankles, hoping to be fed one last time before she hit the hay.
“Go away, Professor Meowington!” she said, annoyed.
“Professor Meowington? What does this mean?” The low voice, now familiar, entered her mind.
“You’re back!” She said, dropping the toothbrush to the floor, and quickly snatching it up again.
“What is this five-second rule?” came the voice.
“It’s the amount of time that it’s ok to leave something on the ground and still pick it up and put it in your mou-” she stopped explaining abruptly, realizing it was ridiculous. “Who are you! This is my brain! I’ll ask the questions around here.”
“I am Adax,” said the voice, low and rumbling. She had to admit, it was a bit sexy. Especially combined with the activities of late.
“Adax. I’m Shauna,” she said.
“Yes I know.”
“Who are you and why are you doing this to me?” she finally asked.
“I am not important right now,” Adax’s voice almost purred. “You’re the one who is important.”
“What do you want from me?” The cat rubbed against her ankles again, not realizing she wasn’t paying attention to him. She pushed him aside with her foot. “Buzz off!”
“Many apologies,” the voice sounded affronted, shocked. “It’s my aim only to give you pleasure.”
“No Adax, I’m sorry, it’s not you, it’s Professor Meowington. He’s being a pain in the butt.” The cat wandered off, giving up for the time being.
“It is my only hope to be a pleasure in the butt,” Adax replied solemnly. She snorted.
“I see. Well let me finish getting ready for bed and then if you like we can continue our discussion?”
“Very well.”
***
Looking out from his large capsule at the purplish waterfall below, Adax waited for the go-ahead from Shauna. He began to fantasize about her earthly body. It was smaller than his, as was normal for an earthling – and definitely curvier. He had seen the females of many races, Eldazon being the tourist mecca it was, and he hadn’t been as impressed by many. Though his brother Cael had bragged about the six breasts of his Galorian girlfriend, Adax felt that four was more than enough, and two, perfect. After all, he had only
Luckily they had many resources, and much in the equivalent of earth dollars, as they were able to manage the sun’s extinction by creating one that was artificial. Hung in the sky and emitting all manner of colors onto the rich, lush beauty of the planet below, the artificial sun – or ARTsun – had become a tourist draw to B3-6. Eldazons knew that they were the kind of race who were themselves attractive to the majority of the universe’s creatures – not only physically, but gregarious and giving in manner as well. They worked tirelessly to make their planet beautiful and welcoming, and as such, B3-6 received eager tourists from all over the worlds as the premiere place to get away to, to relax. It was perfect - as long as an artificial sun wouldn’t put you off.
Adax couldn’t understand the reaction of this earthling. He never had trouble with finding someone to mate with. He was one of finest creatures – the epitome of the Eldazon race – a Lord of Astria, for crying out loud!
Which meant that the federation required him to marry an Earth woman.
But how could he win her over? He needed to do it soon, and the current system was not working. He’d have to work to pleasure her more. Perhaps as much as Eldazonly possible.
Chapter 3
That night Shauna was getting ready for bed, brushing her teeth and washing her face, carefully removing her makeup.
Her cat was winding around her ankles, hoping to be fed one last time before she hit the hay.
“Go away, Professor Meowington!” she said, annoyed.
“Professor Meowington? What does this mean?” The low voice, now familiar, entered her mind.
“You’re back!” She said, dropping the toothbrush to the floor, and quickly snatching it up again.
“What is this five-second rule?” came the voice.
“It’s the amount of time that it’s ok to leave something on the ground and still pick it up and put it in your mou-” she stopped explaining abruptly, realizing it was ridiculous. “Who are you! This is my brain! I’ll ask the questions around here.”
“I am Adax,” said the voice, low and rumbling. She had to admit, it was a bit sexy. Especially combined with the activities of late.
“Adax. I’m Shauna,” she said.
“Yes I know.”
“Who are you and why are you doing this to me?” she finally asked.
“I am not important right now,” Adax’s voice almost purred. “You’re the one who is important.”
“What do you want from me?” The cat rubbed against her ankles again, not realizing she wasn’t paying attention to him. She pushed him aside with her foot. “Buzz off!”
“Many apologies,” the voice sounded affronted, shocked. “It’s my aim only to give you pleasure.”
“No Adax, I’m sorry, it’s not you, it’s Professor Meowington. He’s being a pain in the butt.” The cat wandered off, giving up for the time being.
“It is my only hope to be a pleasure in the butt,” Adax replied solemnly. She snorted.
“I see. Well let me finish getting ready for bed and then if you like we can continue our discussion?”
“Very well.”
***
Looking out from his large capsule at the purplish waterfall below, Adax waited for the go-ahead from Shauna. He began to fantasize about her earthly body. It was smaller than his, as was normal for an earthling – and definitely curvier. He had seen the females of many races, Eldazon being the tourist mecca it was, and he hadn’t been as impressed by many. Though his brother Cael had bragged about the six breasts of his Galorian girlfriend, Adax felt that four was more than enough, and two, perfect. After all, he had only
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