The Pods - Ch. 12 and Epilogue

Everyone aboard the Nebula rested well after a full day of intense fucking. Most, including Riley and Brad, slept in an extra hour or two as they exhausted themselves the previous night. Everyone actually felt sexually satisfied for the first time in a while and had forgone any sex before grabbing breakfast.

By the time Riley and Brad entered the mess hall, everyone else was already there, though some only started eating. "There you are, sleepyheads," Jeanette called out to Riley and Brad. "You two went to bed very well, too, huh?" she added with a knowing smile.

Riley chuckled at Jeanette's cheeky question. "Oh, very well," he answered cheerily as he went to grab himself a plate of food. "You know, after last night, I actually feel a bit envious towards Liam and Mat. Those fuckers already knew the joys of guys fucking each other and already had a head start over us!"

Everyone laughed. When Riley and Brad joined the rest of the group at the table to eat, Liam asked, "So, now that the seed pods are safely buried in the cargo bay, what do we do with them now? I mean, they're not really plants, I don't think we just go and water them."

Everyone pondered as they ate, though a couple of them also looked up to Riley for an answer. After a few seconds, Riley said, "Well, something tells me that it must involve some form of sexual contact. Think about it. Everything we've done so far involved us fucking or getting fucked by Master and then each other. I'm not sure how that might work this time, since the seed pods are underground, but something tells me they'll show us a way."

Riley's crew mates nodded, and they then turned to other topics of discussion as they continued eating breakfast together. When they all finished eating, they cleaned up the dishes and did another round of inspecting the ship. Seeing everything was still in order, they then gathered in the cargo bay where the seed pods were located. Looking at the plot of dirt before them, they did not find any noticeable changes from the previous day. They could clearly see where the seed pods dug themselves into the ground, but there was otherwise no sign of them.

"So, do we just walk onto the ground and stomp on it to wake them up?" Mat asked to no one in particular.

"I wonder if they will sense our approach when we walk across the ground," Jeanette mused aloud.

"Or if they already sense us now," Liam added. "Remember, Master had telepathic capabilities, and we still feel some of the effects."

The team nodded in agreement and quietly moved towards where the seed pods buried themselves. When they all stepped on the soil, four green tentacles emerged from the ground, one from where each seed pod buried itself. It reminded the men of the tubes inside Master's large pods back on Castries-3 that latched onto their cocks. As though right on cue, everyone sensed the seed pods' purpose of extending their tentacles, and the men began to sport erections.

"They need your cum again, to feed," Emily said, looking to the men with a motherly smile.

"Who are we to say no?" Brad asked with a grin.

"Who would be crazy to say no?" Liam asked in turn with a laugh.

Each man walked to a tentacle, stood before it, and guided its open end to his now-raging hard-on. Sensing what they were seeking, the tentacles latched onto the cocks and slid down their lengths to fully envelop them, causing the men to sigh in pleasure. The tentacles then began to squeeze and undulate in a manner that reminded the men of when they were physically joined with Master. The women, meanwhile, walked up to pair up with the men, and proceeded to fondle and caress all over the men's bodies to further heighten their excitement and encourage them to offer fuller loads of cum to the seed pods.

Within a few minutes, the four men were ready to ejaculate, and when the women stuck fingers up their asses to press against their prostates, they came at the same time, their moans echoing in the vast cargo bay. Everyone could see the men's spurts of semen flowing through the tentacles to the seed pods somewhere underground. Like Master did back on Castries-3 and the seed pods themselves did inside the women's wombs, these tentacles only let go after the men had no more left to give this round. They released their cocks with slight squelching sounds, the sudden release and suction effect causing a ripple of pleasure through the men.

As they relaxed, the eight humans heard the seed pods reaching out to them telepathically. They realized that the seed pods wanted to feed once a day, but that they wanted to be fed great quantities of precious semen at once. They looked at each other and wondered for only a second how they could do it, but then an idea crossed their minds, and they smiled at each other.

"Looks like we'll have to fuck each other," Riley said.

"But cum only in a pussy or ass so that the tentacles can harvest all at once what we collect," Emily added. "Well, we pretty much got all day before we feed them again."

Without another word they lunged for each other. It was a frenzied, free-for-all orgy again with a variety of combinations. They all started with heterosexual pairs, the men dropping loads in the women's pussies and asses. They swapped partners and repeated the process. The men even let two of the women rest a while as the other two women were each sandwiched between two men, then swapped the women to let the other two rest. The women's vulvas and sphincters were instinctively tighter than usual to better prevent leakage of the precious deposits. Despite the tighter grips around their cocks and the unrelenting bouts of sex, the men went non-stop with their thrusting and cumming without fail or any hint of exhaustion, something that just was not possible had it not been for Master.

Finally, after a few hours, the women felt full and bloated from all the semen they collected from the men. Covered in a thin sheen of perspiration, the women's forearms and shins were coated with dirt as they crawled towards the buried seed pods. The seed pods in turn sensed the women's offerings, and extended their tentacles once more to extract the prized fluid from them, starting with their pussies. The tentacles penetrated deeper and deeper inside them as the seed-pods sucked out the countless loads left by the men, bringing pleasure to the women.

Meanwhile, the men, also glistening with sweat, were still hard and horny, still enthralled by the seed pods' hunger for what they produced. Looking at each other for a few seconds, they then paired up and began fucking one another, Riley plowing Mat's ass, and Brad thrusting into Liam's. Their sphincters were also tighter than usual, their asses keen on extracting and, more importantly, holding every drop of semen the men could give, releasing the loads only for the seed pods. Riley and Brad could not hold back after a few short minutes, though they counterintuitively did not want to due to the pleasurable sensations, and slamming their hips against their partners' asses they held themselves there as they shuddered in orgasm. When their orgasms subsided, they pulled out and got down on all fours, allowing their respective partners to return the favour. Riley groaned as he felt Mat's appendage enter him from behind, and intuitively rocked his body back and forth to help Mat with the thrusting. He sensed his own sphincter gripping Mat's cock tighter than in previous rounds, but the tighter grip meant he got more pleasure from the rubbing of flesh within his puckered hole. Mat and Liam also could not last long, and Riley felt a thrill as Mat deposited a generous load inside him, feeling Mat's cock twitch and his cum splash inside his rectum.

After Mat and Liam's orgasms subsided, the men switched up their pairings for some more flip-fuck action. Riley next paired up with Liam, then Brad, making sure he kept their additional loads of cum firmly inside his ass. When they finished all possible pairing combinations, they took a minute to catch their breath, then arranged themselves into a fuck train. Riley started at the front on all fours, and Liam, Mat, and Brad standing on their knees behind him. After a few seconds of settling in with each other, they developed a rhythm amongst themselves, alternating thrusts with each other.

By now, the seed pods were halfway finished ingesting the men's semen left in the women's asses, and the women were able to focus on and enjoy the men's orgy before them. They instinctively began rubbing their own clits slowly as they stared at the men. They found the men satisfying their primal urges the way they were doing very sexy.

Despite all the fucking the men had done so far today, within a few minutes all four men came again, Riley having a dry orgasm thanks to Mat's cock pressing against his prostate, and Mat, Liam, and Brad ejaculating hard again. However, none of them were worried about ejaculating so soon, but they in fact were revelling in it and felt they could not achieve it fast enough. They knew Master modified their bodies so they need not worry about down time and loss of pleasure and semen production unlike before they met Master. Riley could feel his ass fill a bit more as Liam poured forth his load into him. Despite feeling satisfied by the orgasm, he groaned partly in frustration because he could not ejaculate yet, or his seed would be wasted on the ground beneath him. He desperately wanted to keep unloading again and again for Master and the seed pods.

When the three men behind Riley finished their ejaculations, he pulled away from Liam, allowing Liam in turn to get down on all fours, while Riley went to the back of the line and slid his cock inside Brad's ass. The quartet resumed their thrusting rhythm as they coaxed each other to let loose another load. Riley maintained control until he sensed Mat and Brad were ready to cum once again, and, a few seconds later, they cried out as they experienced orgasmic release once more. The men pressed into each other firmly, Riley's hands gripping Brad's hips, as all but Liam spewed more semen. Riley felt relieved that he could finally discharge his load, and thought his load was twice as plentiful as his other recent ones just because of not ejaculating the last time.

With this round of orgasms complete, Liam in turn crawled to the back of the train and reinserted his cock inside Riley's ass. Riley was delighted, as he now most enjoyed fucking at the same time as being fucked. He thought his subsequent orgasm was more intense due to the combination of being mentally in tune with the other men in the train, his cumming inside Brad's ass, and having Liam cum inside his own at the same time.

When it was finally Brad's turn to be at the head of the train, the seed pods finished extracting the men's seed from the women. The women continued to enjoy the show before them, but had now gathered together to pleasure each other at the same time. When the men came one more time, their loud roars were complemented by gasps and moans as the women achieved their own smaller orgasms at the same time.

The men knew their asses were full, bursting with each other's seed, and, covered in sweat, they crawled to the seed pods where the tentacles waited for them. They groaned with pleasure as the tentacles began to poke through their anuses, invading deeper into their rectums as they sucked out the precious thick, white fluid. As the tentacles went deeper, they pressed against the men's prostates, giving them even more pleasure. It did not take long for the tentacles to trigger simultaneous prostate orgasms in the men, and the men writhed, groaned, and gasped as they came. Many of their muscles clenched hard repeatedly, including their bowels that helped push the loads of cum deeper within them towards the eager tentacles.

The men's orgasms lasted for about fifteen minutes, and when the tentacles finally retracted from them and returned to the ground, the men laid where they were, gasping from the intense sensations they experienced. The women approached them, providing them water to sip to help them rehydrate. When Riley recovered sufficiently, he gingerly sat himself upright, looked about him, and said, "Well, damn, was that a day or what!"

"Indeed," Emily replied. "It's just after 1500 hours, and we were here since we finished breakfast."

Riley was initially surprised, but then nodded in understanding. With a chuckle, he added, "Well, given our new mission, we don't necessarily have to have three square meals a day. Something tells me we should eat soon, and come back here for more before calling it a night."

His crew mates nodded in agreement, as they sensed this was what the seed pods needed them to do now.

"Well," Riley said as he got to his feet after a moment of contemplative silence. "Shall we quickly clean ourselves up before we eat?"

Epilogue

Riley and his crew mates hit the showers to clean themselves of the dirt and residual fluids from their hours-long session with the seed pods and each other, then gathered in the mess hall for a hearty meal. This particular meal was quieter, there was hardly any conversation this time as they ate. They were all still basking in the afterglow from the hours of pleasure they received, and they were looking forward to doing it again soon.

For two weeks, the crew had a daily cycle of waking, having breakfast, ship systems check, feeding the seed pods, having dinner, and feeding the seed pods once more before sleeping. Though imperceptible at first, the crew noticed the ground level was bulging upwards as the seed pods grew underground and matured. By the end of the second week, the tops of the mounds were about three feet higher, though the seed pods' tentacles grew longer so that the crew did not have to climb to offload the precious liquid cargo to them. The crew knew that the seed pods were nearly mature enough to require transplant soon. Coincidentally, the Nebula was by now just a three days' journey from returning to Earth.

Master read the entire Nebula crew's minds back on Castries-3 and discovered the entire return journey process, such as how long it would take, emergency and quarantine protocols, and potential landing sites upon return to Earth. It therefore preprogrammed the seed pods to grow and mature in time for transplant upon the Nebula's arrival on Earth. The remaining crew on board the Nebula also more subconsciously knew Master's plan, and spent the last days before returning to Earth to prepare accordingly. They cleaned up the ship and reviewed all records to ensure there were no clues about Master and the seed pods. Emily, already knowing their ship was being tracked by Gal-Ex Enterprises about a week away from home, had previously damaged the long-range communications system before the skeleton crew left the planet, and successfully re-established communications with Gal-Ex Enterprises on the shorter-range communications system, explaining that their long-range communications systems became non-operational when they "escaped" Castries-3 with what crew they had left.

"We're sorry once again about what happened to most of your crew mates," Gal-Ex's control room communications officer said to Emily, Riley, and Brad, all three standing on the Nebula's bridge, through a holographic view screen near the end of their daily morning briefing.

"They were good people, it's a pity we could not bring them home," Emily replied evenly.

"Well, Commander Knight," the communications officer went on. "Mission Control confirms that, with your unscheduled arrival home, you are to execute Return Protocol Charlie using Landing Site Bravo Three."

When they concluded the briefing, Emily, Riley, and Brad looked over a map shown on a large screen acting as a table after Emily entered the relevant information on the keyboard. A flashing red circle appeared over a location in the southwest Pacific Ocean. Emily zoomed in the view, and the map closed in on Henderson Island, the largest island of the Pitcairn Islands territory abandoned two decades prior due to a steady human population decline.

"That location should be fine to start things off," Emily said to Riley.

"It should," Riley agreed. "Tropical climate, so no fear of winter cold affecting Master's new generation. Isolated location, giving them privacy to grow and create new seed pods to further spread around the world. No large wildlife to support their growth, but, thanks to Return Protocol Charlie, we will bring more people to them."

"And most of them, along with all of us, will travel to different parts of the world to allow new masters to thrive," Emily added.

"Our greatest immediate challenges will be to convert the incoming support crews and getting the new Masters' seed pods safely off the island, all without raising any suspicions within Gal-Ex and any government," Riley pointed out.

"A challenge, yes, but not impossible. Emily and I believe we have a plan," Brad jumped in.

As the three discussed their plan, the Nebula maintained its trajectory towards Earth. Riley and his crew knew they had to be careful, but they were all excited that their new Masters will have a new home in a few days. They looked forward to introduce more and more of their fellow humans the absolute joy of having their new Masters convert and join them.