Dodge Station #7: Space Pixies By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Dodge Station and all the characters in this story are my own creation though some are obviously (I hope) parodies of other characters from comics and books. Feel free to use Dodge Station and its inhabitants in your own stories. You can contact me or send all feedback using : Troi@hotmail.com "What the hell am I supposed to do about this?" asked Christie holding up a yellow sticky note that she had found on her screen when she arrived for work. "It must be your lucky day," chuckled Brook. "You have been Janked again. He, she or it must really like you. What does it say?" "It says 'Water reclamation was down by 3.18% last week. Investigate'," read Christie. Brook turned to her computer and tapped a few keys. "He's right or she's right or well the number is right." "So what makes it my problem?" whined Christie. "I'm the third junior administrative assistant, not an engineer. Also, isn't this something that Pollock should be concerned about?" They both glanced over at Ashley's empty chair. "I think Pollock is probably more worried about his dick getting wet," said Brook. * * * "Oh fuck yes,I love your tight little ass," moaned Station Commander Vash Pollock and he gave Ashley's ass a hard slap to show his appreciation. Ashley Nelson, first junior administrative assistant moaned and thrust her hips back in time to Pollock's thrusts as she lay face down on his large desk with her tits pressed into the surface and her ass hanging down. "That fucking Ixian is driving a hard bargain," panted Pollock who seemed determined to drive his own hard bargain as deep into Ashley's bowels as he could go. "I've got to get the deal closed with him before the fucking auditors arrive next week." With that Pollock arrived in his own way and blasted a warm load of his cum up Ashley's ass. He pulled his cock out and gave Ashley's ass another slap. "How is that new girl working out? What do you think about doing a threesome with her? You know how much I love watching some girl-girl action." "Er, I will maybe try and bring it up with her," said Ashley, trying not to grind her teeth. Privately, she was wondering how she could get Christie to inspect an air lock without a space suit. * * * Christie took a transport pod down to the Engineering level, using the special code she had been given to acess the normally restricted area. When she got there, she found her friend Willow talking to her father Kevin O'Brien who was the Chief Engineer. A very attractive woman with predominantly what used to be called Asian features was standing beside them. "Hey Christie, youve met dad," said Willow waving her over, but I don't think you have met my mom yet. Mom this is Christie and Christie this is my mom." "Not the best introduction dear," said Willows mother as she took Christie's hand. "I'm Jade Chin. I am an assistant communications officer for the station and I moonlight as a stringer for EP or Earth Press if you aren't into acronyms." "Christie Daniels," said Christie as she shook hands and wondered how Willow had ended up with her blonde hair with two parents both having such vivid red hair. "i'm the third junior administrative assistant. Er, what's a stringer?" "It's an old antiquated term from pre-space days," said Jade. "I send in short holovideos of the news on the station back to Earth via the ships heading that way. It brings in a little extra cash and who knows maybe I will get a full time gig out of it some day. Everyone has to start somewhere. They say even Lady Gaga, the greatest reporter in Earth history started out as a stringer for something called the New York Times." "I am surprised anyone on Earth cares about what happens way out here," said Christie. "Bad news and disasters always get attention," replied Jade. "I got a couple of nice stories from our station Defender about the terrorist trying to blow up the station and saving Willow then her also saving that Annelidian ambassador at Les Original. She is becoming a hot news item." Christie tried not to react to this unexpected news since there was surely no way Jade could know she was talking to the Defender's alter ego. She was saved from having to come up with something to say when Kevin O' Brien broke into the conversation. "So what brings someone from the exalted administration levels down to the bowels of the station?" Christie showed him the sticky note. "It's from Deputy Station Commander Janks, she said. "Oh yes, I recognize the writing," laughed O'Brien. "In fact, he is the only person I have met who actually writes at all anymore. Everyone else just sends digital electronic messages." "Any idea of what it is all about?" asked Christie. "I don't want to be an administrative pain in the ass, but when a deputy station commander says to investigate, I have to do something." "Don't worry about it," replied Kevin. "You are being a lot politer about it than Pollock would be and you are also one hell of a lot better looking." Christie was surprised by that comment with his wife standing right there listening, but when she looked at Jade, she was smiling happily. "If he didn't think you were better looking than Pollock, I would have been worried, she explained and winked. "I'm not sure about the cause yet," continued Kevin. "It could just be anything from a bad sensor to space pixies. I noticed the drop when I came on shift and just started looking into it. The drop isnt critical yet, but it could get that way if the trend holds." "Um, space pixies?" asked Christie. O'Brien laughed. "When things go wrong on a space station and an engineer can't find the cause, it gets blamed on space pixies. Of course they dont exist, but they are as good an explanation for the unexplainable as there is. I once met an engineer from Diamond Station at a conference who claimed space pixies were responsible for hydrogen leaks he was having." "Um, wasn't Diamond Station the one that blew up?" asked Christie a bit nervously. O'Brien started to laugh then paused and looked thoughtful for a moment before giving his head a shake. "That was just coincidence," he said in a less than convincing tone. "Er, excuse me, I better get to work on those diagnostics. I'll keep you updated on anything I find. Give me a hand will you please Willow" The two engineers walked away, leaving Christie alone with Jade. "I suppose I should get back to admin," said Christie with a smile. "It was nice to meet you." "I have to catch a transport pod too," said Jade. I hope you don't mind sharing one with me?" Not at all," replied Christie as she pressed the call button for a pod. One slid into place a few seconds later and the two women got on. "So, is my daughter good in bed?" asked Jade as they sat down. "I beg your pardon?" asked Christie shocked and sure she must have misheard Jade. "No, you didn't hear me wrong," laughed Jade seeing the expression on Christie's face. "I am afraid I am a very sexual person and unlike most people, I have no problems or hangups talking about it. I know Willow and Brook went to your apartment to help warm it up and she stayed the night, so I figure she also warmed your bed. I know she never had lesbian sex before the terrorist forced her to with the Defender, but she told me despite the coercion that she quite enjoyed it and was thinking of trying it again. How is she at licking pussy?" "Um, she's not bad for a beginner," answered Christie still feeling weird talking about her sexual fun involving Willow with the girl's mother. "I have never had the pleasure of sleeping with the Defender," said Jade. "I would like to very much do that one day." "Er, your husband?" Christie began. "Oh , he wouldn't mind," laughed Jade. "He would want to join in. You know how men are about threesomes." "Yeah, they pretty much all like watching two women get it on," said Christie with a grin. "Do you mind if I ask another personal question?" asked Jade. "Go for it," encouraged Christie, finding she rather liked Jade's directness. Jade pressed the Hold button on the transport pod which moved it to a out of use spot in the transport tubes. "Do you like getting fucked with a strap-on?" "It's not quite as good as a real cock," replied Christie, "but then having a set of tits to play with at the same time kind of makes up for that." "I feel the same way," said Jade with a smile and reached into the large bag she had been carying and pulled out a lime green dildo with straps attached. "It is supposed to be an exact replica of a famous old porn actor from the 21st century. I think his name was Harrison Ford." "Even the colour?" asked Christie dubiously. The two women both regarded the nearly glowing phallus shaped object and began to giggle. "Maybe he had some rare disease?" suggested Jade and this provoked another round of the giggles. Wiping tears from her eyes, Jade showed Christie a small opening at the base of the fake cock. "This model lets you put in cartridges of different types of cum. They say it is not the real thing, but claim you can't tell the difference." "What kinds do you have?" asked Christie. Jade fished half a dozen cartridges out of her bag. "Let's see Rigelian, Hydranian, Earth Canine, Brexlian, Earth Equine and Topian," said Jade reading the labels. "It was their starter set." "Hmm, well Hydranians taste like pineapple and Rigelians are a lot like coconut," said Christie. "I haven't tried the others yet." "You mean the real thing or the synthetic?" asked Jade. "The real thing is always better, despite their claims," said Christie. "You really need to try Annelidian too. It has a wonderful grape taste." "I will keep that in mind," replied Jade. "The Topian cum is supposed to be like butterscotch pudding, sweet and quite thick. Would you like to give it a try?" "Now?" asked Christie and she glanced at her wrist communicator to check the time. "Well it is close to my lunch time and I can always tell Olivia I was on a fact finding mission down in Engineering which is the truth isn't it?" "Very much the truth," replied Jade who pulled Christie in and kissed her hard on the lips. "Mmmm, I can't wait to fuck your brains out with this cock." "Me either," giggled Christie as she began to strip off her clothes while Jade watched appreciatively. "Damn girl, you have some nice big, soft looking tits," said Jade as Christie's blouse came off and she had, as she did most days, neglected to wear a bra that day. Jade took one in each hand and played with them expertly for a few moments, before popping a nipple into her mouth and sucking on it. When that one was fully erect, she transferred her mouth to the other niple for a similar treatment. Stepping back to admire her tongue work, she started to remove her own clothes. "Now get the rest of those clothes off and get on your knees. I want to see you sucking my cock first." By the time Christie had wriggled out of her skirt and panties, Jade was just finishing the last buckle on the strap-on. The woman was obviously an expert in its use thought Christie as she dropped to her knees in the transport pod and found her mouth right at cock level. She opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips about the lime green cock and marveled at the realistic texture. "Mmm, that's a pretty sight," moaned Jade. "Feels good too and makes me glad I bought the pro version with the biofeedback receptors. It makes it feel like the real thing as every sensation goes right to my clit." "I will have to save up and get one of those," gasped Christie as she slipped the member from her mouth for a second. "Do you mind a good face fucking?" asked Jade politely as she stroked her fake cock a few times and shivered with the pleasure that gave her. "Love it," said Christie. "Give me all you got." "I was really hoping you would say that," replied Jade and she shoved her cock back into Christie's mouth and kept going deeper until it popped into Christie's throat. Then the older woman began to thrust her hips back and forth, slowly picking up speed until the pseudo cock was a green blur. "Oh fuck, this feels real good," moaned Jade and then she grabbed the back of Christie's head and rammed the cock as deep as it would go as she began to cum. and triggering the release of the fake cum. It seemed to Christie that the thing pumped a good litre of warm, thick goo down her throat into her stomach and as the hard rod pulled back and filled her mouth to overflowing, she had to agree that butterscotch was a good description. The tip of the cock slipped from Christie's mouth and continued to shoot its load, coating her face and Christie was surprised to see it looked like butterscotch pudding too. "That looks fucking hot," said Jade, pulling Christie to her feet and she began to lick the fake cum from Christie's face. "Definitely butterscotch and makes me want to try the real thing." "Aren't Topians the ones who look something like a giant Praying Mantis from Earth?"asked Christie as she licked her lips. "Yep," agreed Jade. "I think there are a few of them working down on the docking ring." "We will have to go on a cum hunt some time," said Christie. "If we find one, I'm sure Cat Cartwright at the Longbranch will let us use a room." "made friends with all the whores already have you?" laughed Jade. "You're on though. Now, bend over that seat and let me try out that juicy cunt of yours. Each cartridge is good for two full loads according to the manual." "Wow, I'm impressed you read the manual," said Christie as she leaned over to rest her hands on the seat and spread her legs wide. Most people don't bother anymore." "Damn right I read the manual," replied Jade. "When you do that, you learn the little beauty has vibrate and rotate functions as well if you press right here." Christie glanced over her shoulder and saw the green dildo begin to spin and vibrate. A moment later she gave out a moan of sheer pleasure as Jade touched it to her pussy lips and traced around them ending up right on top of her clit. "I promise and swear I will always read the manual from now on," gasped Christie. "God, please shove that thing in my pussy and fuck me." "My pleasure," replied Jade. "OH, definitely my pleasure," she repeated as she felt Christie's pussy close around the cock and the biofeedback receptors kicked in. "I just got this little darling on the last ship that came in, so you are the first person I have been able to try it out on. It feels fucking fantastic, let me tell you." "You are," laughed Christie. "Now, start fucking me with it too." Jade reached out, grabbed Christie's hips with her hands and then began to slam her coc in and out of the younger woman. As before, she started off slow and easy, but soon began to pick up speed. Seeing Christie's DD plus boobs bouncing around whildly, she transferred her hold from Christie's hips to those huge melons and kept going. "Fuck fuck, fuck, I am almost there," gasped Jade. "Your pussy is just milking this thing like a pro." Christie didn't respond as her hand was between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously as Jade fucked her. They had the timing down damn close as Christie felt her orgasm take her just a second or two before Jade screamed and began to pump more of the butterscotch pudding cum into her pussy. Hold still," Jade commanded a moment later when she pulled her cock out of Christie's filled to overflowing pussy. "I have to clean you up before we go on." Christie nodded and twisted her head to look back at Jade as the older woman knelt down and began to lick the cum from her pussy. The dark haired girl hoped that all future sticky notes from Janks worked out so well as this one was so far. * * * It was late in the afternoon when Christie got a call from Willow. When her friend's face first appeared on the screen, Christie felt a little pang of guilt over her sex session with the girl's mother, but the reason for the call had nothing to do with that. "Dad said he is pretty certain the drop in water reclamation is not due to a sensor malfunction. He had to go check out a problem at the ore processing facility, so he had me doing some further diagnostics. I could be wrong, but there seems to be something a little weird on Level -40.5" "Huh, how can you have half a level and one I never heard about?" asked Christie. "Because you aren't an engineer silly," replied Willow. ""Between some of the levels there are special maintenance levels where a lot of the pipes and stuff run, so they don't mess up the place. Yu can't even get to them on the transport pods." "Then how do I get to them?" asked Christie. "You can get to them via ladders from the floor above, so in this case from Level -40. There are also access ports on the outside of the station if large equipment has to be swapped out, but the ladders are easier. I'm sending you the engineering blueprints for the station with the access ladders marked in red." "Ok, I will go take a look, but I'm not an engineer you know," replied Christie. "I have to hang here for another hour or so with dad away," said Willow. "Once he gets back either he or I will join you there. If you find something you think is out of place, shoot me a picture." "Will do," promised Christie and she closed the call. Well it was station business and she had been assigned to it by the deputy station commander, so it wasn't like she was taking off work early. She still stopped by Olivia Tucker's desk to let her know, but the senior administrative assistant didn't seem terribly interested. "It happened again," Olivia said after Christie had told her where she was going and why. "What happened again?" asked Christie mystified. "I went down to Medical to check on something with Dr. Quinn and now I feel like someone has beenfucking me for hours. I can still taste something weird in my mouth, sort of like cum but not well, not like human cum?" "Um, is it pineapple, coconut, grape or butterscotch flavour?" asked Christie running through the ones she was most familiar with due to recent experience. "Hmmm, no it is kind of mint flavoured. Spearmint I suppose." "That's a new one on me," said Christie. "Me too," replied Olivia. "But like I said, I have no memory of anything, just the taste of cum and according to my chrono, I was away from my desk for less than five minutes. I don't care how fast a guy is,he can't fuck all my holes and make them this sore in five minutes." "It must be something else then,"offered Christie. "Maybe you are just coming down with something and you should get Dr. Quinn to give you a complete physical." "Yeah, maybe," agreed Olivia and she waived Christie on her way. "See you inthe morning." * * * Agent X was feeling acutely embarrassed. He knew he had been acting unprofessional, but still he had been unable to help himself. One of the cardinal rules of probe research was that you didn't conduct it with the same subject twice. It was just that the blonde, human female's body felt so fucking good. He had been unable to stop himself from sampling all of her orifices. In particular, her oral opening had sucked and slurped on his cock with such skill and desire evenn when the woman was drugged that he had cum more than he could ever remember. His research with the human, however, had unfortunately put him seriously behind in his other project. With a sigh, Agent X turned his attention back to his pan dimensional vortex inducer which when activated in a few days time would suck the human space station into another dimension where it would likely be destroyed. It would also take his favourite research subject with it. Life simply was not fair. [Author's Note: A special prize to whoever can name the show where I stole the name of Agent X's device from] * * * With all the different factions and the general weirdness going on aboard the station, Christie decided it would be best to investigate in her Defender role. If Willow or her father came looking for her, she could say that Christie had passed the information on to her and asked her to look into it in case there was something nefarious going on. Her costume was in the little black dress mode when she got to Level -40 and she found the hatch that covered the ladder easily with Willow's blueprints. Once she was on the ladder and the hatch closed, she switched her outfit into costume mode and proceeded down the ladder. At the bottom of the ladder, she found herself in a maze of pipes, ducts and cables. She was a little surprised in that it didn't really look very high tech, but she supposed on the other hand that this type of support structure was 'tried and true' and reliability was the most important thing when it came to station safety. Still, she wondered how someone like her with no engineering knowledge would see anything that was out of place. She had gone only a few meters from the ladder, however, when she heard what sounded like mocking laughter from somewhere around her in the maze of stuff. "I dont think that is normal," she muttered to herself as she continued on. Christie kept on walking for another ten minutes, now and again sure she heard footsteps or voices near her, but never seeing anyone. Stepping around a corner, she saw her first sign of something weird. Here and there were pieces of glass or plastic tubing that ran hither and yon between the larger pipes that she had taken to considering as normal. These little pipes seemed to be some kind of addition and quite unauthorized she suspected. Christie stopped and took a picture then sent it to Willow who promptly sent back a "WTF,". and promised to come down there as quick as she could. The Defender was so busy looking up at the pipes as she walked along that she didn't see the circle of rope lying on the deck and she stepped one foot in it. Instantly, the rope tightened around her ankle and she was yanked violently upwards and found herself dangling upside down. Christie cursed and began to fumble in her utility pouches for a laser knife to cut the rope when she found it wasn't just some ordinary rope. There was a flash of light and she found herself utterly paralyzed. "ooo, look what we caught," said a somewhat squeaky voice from somewhere near Christie. "It looks like a variety of the Big Boobed Bimbo," said another voice that was similar in pitch, but enough different that Christie could tell them apart. "Whoever you arre, I suggest you let me down this instant, or you are going to be in so much trouble," yelled Christie. "Big mouth on that one," said what seemed to be a third voice. "We will have to find something to put in it then," snickered yet a fourth voice. "Come out and show yourselves," called Christie , "or are you a bunch of cowards afraid of someone tied up and helpless?" "Not cowards," said what seemed to be the first voice and then a small figure, no more than 60 centimeters in height steped into view and left Christie gawking. He was all bright colours, purple curly hair, light blue skin, dressed in a green jacket, yellow pants and red boots. You could use his outfit for a colour calibration of video screens, thought Christie. "Who the hell are you? What the hell are you and what are you doing on this station?" demanded the upsidedown Christie. "Me name Zax," said the little creature. "We not cowards, we space pixies." As Christie watched, more of the little beings stepped out from where they had been hiding. They all introduced themselves and everyone of them seemed to startwith a Z. After Zax there was Zoink, Ziff, Zot, Zeda and more that she quickly lost track of. They all had the same purple hair and light blue skin, but their colour choices for clothing were all different, though all bright colours. There were red coats, blue coats, yellow coats, pinkcoats and same variations in pants and boots so no twoof the space pixies were dressed exactly the same. "Why are you guys sabotaging the station?" demanded Christie after some three dozen of the pixies had beenintroduced and were gathered around her. "Notsabotaging,not us," said Zax sounding somewhat aggrieved by the accusation. "Then what are you doing?" demandedChristie. "We making ZZzzt," said Zax. "What the fuck is Zzzt," asked Christie getting really annoyed and a little light headed from hanging upside down. "This Zzzt," said Zax going to one of the glass tubes which seemed to have sort of a valve on it. He turned the valve and then holding a jar of some sort under it, collected a clear green liquid. "This is Zzzt," he said proudly. "Some kind of explosive?" Christie ventured. "No explosive," said Zax sounding disgusted. "Good for drinking is zzt," and he took a large sip of the green liquid and then smacked his lips. "Not bad, but we need do more work to perfect it." "You've made a still?" asked an incredulous Christie. "You are endangering the entire station to make booze?" "Station not important, Zzzt important," said Zax. "You humans make nice stations to help make good Zzzt, but sometimes a little fragile. Last station go boom, we look for another." Christie remembered what she had heard about Diamond Station. "I say again, you have no right to use our station to make booze!" "Not just booze," said Zax reproachfully. "Is also sexual stimulant. Necessary for pixies to reproduce." "Sexual stimulant?" asked Christie and then her gaze took in Zax's crotch and the bulge there. It looked like a very large bulge for such a small creature too. "We need to test to see how well Zzzt work, said Zax. "We thank you for coming so we can test it on you." "Now just wait a minute," began Christie and then broke off when one of the little creatures, Ziff or maybe Zod, she forgot which was which jumped up and grabbed her pussy with one hand and dangled there while it began to unseam the front of her costume and pull it down or rather up in her upsidedown position. "Stop that!" she ordered, but he ignored her and quickly had her costume undone to the waist. He looked disapointed when despite showing all that cleavage, her breasts remained out of sight, held in place by the cups buildt into her top. Finally though with a bit of arial maneuvering, he pulled the sides of her top apart and her boobs fell out. It was an indication of the lack of sag in her breasts that they didn't just fall down and smack Christie in the face, but hung there suspended sticking almost straight out. "Zax get to fuck mouth first," said Zax as he pulled down his pants and his cock popped out to point up at a slight angle while drops of greenish fluid dripped from it. Christie saw she had been right in that the pixie's cock was disproportionately larger than it should be for someone his size. Her best estimate from her upside down vantage was the thing was about half the height of the pixie and she shuddered. It was damn lucky these things were not human sized or their cocks would be close to a meter long. While this was all going through her mind, Zax walked over to her and rubbed his member all over her face, smearing it generously with precum. "Fucking little perverts," yelled Christie as her nipples quickly hardened in the cool air of the maintenance level. "Not perverts," said Zax. "Me say we are space pixies." "Same difference," growled Christie as she watched the little creatures pass around the jar of green liquid. Pretty soon, she was looking at something like three dozen boners and the pixies began to hum a happy little tune. "Open wide please," said Zax and he made a very human sounding hiccup. Almost as if in a trance, Christie found her lips parting and the next thing she knew the pixie had shoved his cock in almost to the hilt. "Mmmmmmmhhhhhhh," said Christie which unmuffled by a cock would have been something like "stop that" or "don't you dare" or possibly even "yummy that tastes good" but in any event they all would have sounded exactly the same in this situation. Zax continued to pump away at Christie's face for several minutes until he gave a loud groan and began to spew his cum into Christie's mouth. She swallowed some of it, but due to her upside down position, much of it dribbled out of her mouth and ran down her face to drip onto the floor. It was only then that she realized the shield that normally covered her face had vanished, probably accomplished by the rope which was still paralyzing her. One small part of her mind noted, however, that Zax's cum tasted vanilla flavoured, so at least she could rule the pixies out for whatever, if anything that had happened to Olivia. "Who next?" called Zax and several of the pixies fought for that honour. Again Christie wasn't sure who won, possibly Zam or Zin, but either way she quickly found her mouth stuffed full of a new hard cock. While the second pixie went to work on Christie's mouth, the one who had undone her costume top to free her boobs had continued to work at pulling it down or rather up so suddenly Christie felt the cool air wafting over her now exposed pussy. "it glistening," said one of the pixies with unqualified approval and Christie realized she was drippng wet. Sheesh, her damn implant couldn't seem to tell the difference between willing participation as with Jade and unwilling with these little fuckers. With her mouth stuffed full of cock, however, she was quite unable to explain this to the pixies, nor was she able to voice a protest as she felt something hard and hot poking at her pussy lips. She felt them part and then felt that hard, hot cock easily slide inside her and begin to pump away with what she considered drunken abandon. another "Mmmmmmmmhhhhhh" was the best she could manage when a third pixie slipped his cock between her boobs and began to titty fuck her. That was quickly followed by another cock trying to push between her round ass cheeks to find the hidden prize between them. Drunk or not, the little bastards were damn agile, somehow hanging onto her body or the rope and when the one on her ass found paydirt, Christie found herself entertaining four of the pixie cocks at once. That was made six in short order when two more cocks were shoved into her hands and despite herself, the Defender began to slide her fingers up and down the slick, hard shafts. The one in Christie's mouth had a slight headstart, so he was the first one to cum, adding a second layer to her face and more volume to the puddle under her head. The others came in quick succession as Christie felt blasts of warm jizz shooting into her pussy, ass, all over her breasts and filling her hands. That was seven down she thought and something like two and a half dozen more to go. "No worry big boobed one," said Zax happily displaying his still hard cock. "Space pixies can cum many many times." "Mmmmmmmh, gurgle gurgle," was Christie's response as the third cock went between her drooling lips. "Hey we can get two in here I bet," said one of the pixies who was replacing the one in her cunt. "Me try," said another and hristie's eyes had only time enough to widen in apprehension before she felt her pussy stretched wider to accomodate the second cock. "Bet same for her ass," yelled a pixie and now Christie felt eight cocks pumping into her in one way or another. A cheer went up from the drunken pixies when they achieved nine at a time with a second cock almost dislocating Christie's jaw. For the next couple of hours, Christie found herself being gang banged by shift after shift of the pixies. Her face and boobs had a thick greenish layer of gunk all over them and the puddle on the floor under her head continued to grow larger and larger. She swallowed what seemed like her 100th load of slime when the pixies began to fall off her and collapse on the floor. At the same time, her own eyes were getting incredibly heavy and trying to shut. They were close to closing entirely when she saw a figure walking towards her. "Hang on and i will get you down,said a voice muffled by a gas mask. The figure fiddle with a laser knife and suddenly Christie splashed down and lay in the puddle of cum, soaking any part of her that hadn't previously been covered in cum. "Oops, sorry about that," said Willow for Christie suddenly recognized the voice and the figure of her friend. Before her eyes could close in sleep, Christie managed to pull her costume back into place and with the rope and whatever it had done cut, she got her face shield up and started filtering out the gas. In a couple of minutes, she staggered to her feet and the two of them stood looking down at the sleeping pixies, all of them still with raging hardons. "How can they possibly be still hard?" asked an amazed Willow. "It the Zzzt," muttered Christie. "How did you manage all this?" she asked pointing to the unconscious pixies and Willow's gas mask. "Er, well I came down here to find Christie which is you I found out and I saw all these little buggers fucking yur brains out, explained Willow. They were so intent on that, they never saw me, so I slipped back out and went to the environment controls and pumped in some sleeping gas. We have it set up like that because we sometimes get vermin infestations on space stations." I bet these are the biggest vermin you can get," mused Christie. "Um, there are bigger ones," replied Willow with a shudder. Christie thought about that and shuddered too. Then she considered Willow. Her friend had seenher face and knew she was the Defender. She could use her implant to erase that information like she had done the first time, but she hesitated. "You um know my secret now." "I was um kind of suspecting it before this," said Willow. "How?" asked Christie. "Did I slip up somewhere." "Not really," replied Willow. "It was your boobs that gave you away. I could remember playing with them when the terrorist made us make out. I couldn't remember your face, but I sure remembered those boobs. Then when Brook and I came to help warm up your apartment, those boobs seemed awful damn familiar. I was real puzzled and honestly I didn't totally put it together until I saw you just now hanging there." I see," said Christie feeling miserable about what she knew she had to do. "I am guessing you somehow erased my memory of your identity that first time," said Willow quietly. "Are you going to do that again now?" "I, I am supposed to," said Christie quietly, but then she felt a sudden surge of dislike for that idea. "Oh fuck the rules. You are my friend Willow and I know I can trust you to keep my secret." "You can," said Willow. "Maybe I can even give you a hand sometimes. I remember Night Man had a sidekick called Sparrow. It was kind of a dumb name since who would be afraid of anyone with a name like Sparrow, but anyway he used to help Night Man and I could help you." "We can give it a try," agreed Christie and she stuckout her hand and Willow shook it. Willow pulled the shoulder of her top aside a bit. "The odd thing is I have this litle bat birth mark and my grandmother once told me it was because I was descended from the original Night Man. It's probably just a family myth, but it's still kind of cool. Now what do we do with all these little fuckers?" asked Willow. Christie shrugged. "I guess we get some anti-grav carriers and load them in and haul them off to security. I can hardly wait to see Allard's face when we turn over three dozen naked little pixies with erections to him. He is going to blow a gasket." The End.