Slave Planet: WAR OF THE BLOOD FIENDS!

G Stratton Bone's School of Arts and Sciences for teens aged 16 to 19 had 34 students. There were 25 males and 9 females. Seymour Fine aka Sci-Fi had been keeping an eye on things since G, Snake-eyes, and Shipwreck had left for Merryville a few days earlier. Other than G there were only two teachers at the school, Professor Ben Razzon and his pregnant wife Beleena. Professor Razzon was a temparmental character prone to erratic behavior. He was an excellent mathematics instructor and G considered himself lucky to have such a man on the staff. The problem with Razzon was that from time to time he would leave out for days or weeks. He would hole up somewhere in Merryville and drown his sorrows with trunk and dope if he could find it. Usually he returned on his own eventually but sometimes G would have to go out and find him. Such was the case now. Sci-Fi's fellow joes had gone along to help with the search and Sci-Fi had been left to tend the store in a manner of speaking.

Sci-Fi was something of a nerd and G had utilized him as a teacher, giving technical instructions about lasers and communications. This was a good thing as far as the Joe was concerned. Shipwreck had been put to work fixing the plumbing and old furnace, hard work to say the least. Poor Snake-eyes had really caught hell as he had to cut the grass, trim the hedges, and worst of all......clean out the sewage tanks. Nobody had complained though. As long as the joes were stranded on Tronas, and that looked to be a good while, they had to earn their keep somehow. G had suggested that they might find better employment on another planet somewhere, but that meant they had to put together a large lump of cash to book passage to wherever they might be heading. Problem was, they couldn't quite decide where to go and what little cash they managed to earn was usually blown on trunk by Shipwreck and Snake-eyes.

Sci-Fi passed the time waiting on his friends return by cleaning his laser rifle once again. The weapon didn't really need the attention but the erstwhile joe needed a routine to keep from going nuts. As he finished this chore his thoughts drifted back to the events of the night before. Around midnight he had made his rounds on the grounds to insure all was secure. Afterwards he had decided to take a nice long shower. He always showered late at night because the school kids would be asleep. Being a modest fellow, Sci-fi preferred bathing alone. Shipwreck had done a fabulous job repairing the old hot water heater and everyone had been enjoying the luxury of the steaming hot showers. Good old Shipwreck could fix anything...as long as it wasn't to technical. That's when Seymour would step in. Unfortunately, other than his laser rifle and a few old beat up tv sets there wasn't much to fix. As Sci-Fi lathered up he wondered what had happened to the one tv station they could pick up. It was a Merryville station and suddenly it had gone completely off air. Granted there wasn't a lot of programming worth watching but it was better than nothing. Oh well, the station was probably installing some new technology.

Sci-Fi began humming some jingle to himself when the metal door to the showers suddenly opened with a resounding clank. Instinctively, the joe covered his privates as Mrs. Razzon entered wearing her bathrobe. She smiled broadly at finding Seymour there.

"Oh hello Mr. Fine. I thought I saw a light on down here. I hope you don't mind if I join you. I'm afraid that I'm suffering a bit from insomnia, perhaps a nice shower will relax me a little. Mr. Shipwreck did a wonderful job with the hot water heater, we've never had so much steaming water. I just love it."

Sci-fi was having lots of trouble getting used to the unusual customs on Tronas, especially the idea of co-ed bathing. Modesty was something that the Tronasian females seemed to have very little concept of. Seymour was very shy, much preferring immersing himself in a technical manner instead of chatting with a pretty woman. And Beleena Razzon was certainly pretty in a bookish sort of way. She wore glasses which was a turn on for Sci-Fi. Her friendliness was certainly a contrast to her husband's aloft and snobbish manner. Normally ill at ease to a fault with women, the joe felt much less awkward around the cute teacher. Still, the notion of bathing with her was both nerve wracking and exciting. His long cock tingled as blood rushed to engorge the organ.

Mrs. Razzon selected the shower right next to Sci-Fi. She adjusted the water temp to her liking and then dropped the robe. Sci-Fi could feel his face redden as he fought to keep his erection hidden by turning sideways. He considered leaving at once but that might seem rude or betray his embarrassment. Anyhow, the teacher was paying a lot of attention to her male companion. Her delicate hands were busy shampooing her hair. The joe stared in amazement as the soapy water flowed down her impregnated body. The woman's milky white flesh gleamed under the lights, her huge eight month pregnant belly protruded sensually, providing undeniable testimony to a successful seeding.

Seymour's head swam as his eyes drank deeply of the woman's great, milk-engorged breasts. The nipples, enormous and dark, were inviting and erotic. They seemed to scream at the joe "please suck us as hard as you can!" Sci-fi was mesmerized by the sight of the female in full bloom. He absentmindedly soaped his shoulders over and over, barely in control of his own actions. A massive erection bobbed and jerked between his legs...there was nothing he could do. He was startled back to reality when the woman spoke.

"Oh my Mr. Fine, that is certainly an impressive erection you have." At this point she also recognized the embarrassment on the man's face.

"I didn't mean to upset you." She said. "Its just that I'm sure any woman would be astounded by your virility. It's certainly nothing to be ashamed of. I wish my husband was endowed as you are. I really cannot comprehend your earth culture of modesty, but can I assume that women in your society appreciate beautiful big cocks as we do here on Tronas?"

Sci-Fi felt more nervous than ever despite Beleena's reassuring tone of voice. He mumbled something incomprehensible and decided he should leave. He turned the shower off and nodded goodbye before stumbling off behind some lockers to towel dry and dress. The joe shook his head and cursed himself for being a big awkward dweeb. For a few minutes he sat there lost in self-loathing.

Mrs. Razzon came around the corner. She was still totally nude except for the towel that was wrapped around her head. "That felt just marvelous, didn't it?"

Sci-fi's depression had lessened his nervousness. "Yeah, it felt good. There is nothing like a good bath to make you feel human again." His words came easier, the woman's sweet smile and demeanor helped. Still, he tried to avoid eyeballing her huge boobs.

Beleena sat down on the wooden bench that ran alongside the lockers. Sci-Fi wrapped his towel clumsily around his waist as the woman stretched her back, forcing her gloriously plump tittys to lurch outwards. Sci-Fi felt the blood rushing to his cock again. Oh no.

"I'm happy to find you down here Mr. Fine, its nice to share some conversation with and intelligent adult...there are times when those teenagers really get on my nerves."

"Yes, I understand," Sci-Fi said. "I've never been that great with young people although I must admit I have enjoyed the classes I've been teaching."

Beleena smiled before adding. "Oh yes! You've been great with the kids. I only wish my dear husband enjoyed his work a little more." After speaking of the Professor, his wife suddenly grew silent. A few tense moments passed with a lull in the conversation. Sci-Fi was surprised to notice that the normally bubbly lady had started to sob a bit. Obviously, she was worried sick about her husband. Something told the joe that he should at least try to console her if her could. He ambled closer to her and gently lay his big hand on her shoulder. The joe was about to reassure the woman that his pals would be back soon with her hubby in tow. He never had a chance to voice the words because the hastily tied towel came loose and tumbled to his feet. All of a sudden his semi-erect phallus was maybe three inches from the expectant mother's face. He quickly bent to retrieve his covering but almost head butted Beleena in the process. Oh man, I'm such a complete idiot he thought to himself.

Beleena's sobs were replaced by a girlish giggle. "I can't understand why you are so shy about your body Seymour. You have the build of a great athlete and your cock is so lovely. Is it always so swollen like that?" She asked, genuinely sounding curious.

Everything else had failed so Sci-Fi decided to try something entirely different...frank honesty. He vaguely recalled his father telling him that was always the best policy. "Well...er...actually....I'm not very used to being around a naked woman. Especially a pregnant one...and a very attractive one at that. I hope you don't find me being forward. I know I shouldn't talk like this around a married lady, and a very classy one at that. I guess I'm just trying to explain myself in my typical clumsy way."

Long seconds passed in total silence. Sci-Fi had decided to grab his clothes and run the hell out of there when Beleena spoke again with a very subdued tone of voice. "I'm afraid I haven't been completely honest with everyone. I don't think my husband is ever coming back. This isn't just another drunken binge or visit to a house of prostitution.
My husband was really miserable here. He went to Merryville to catch a transport off the planet. He left with what little money we had, so I'm afraid G and your friends have gone off on a wild goose chase and its all my fault. I begged him to take me along but he said I should stay here and have the baby because there was not telling where he would eventually end up. I don't think he will ever see this child."

Another gap of silence enveloped the room before Sci-Fi finally found words. "I'm really sorry Mrs. Razzon. I find it difficult to believe that a man could just abandon such a nice person as yourself. I'm sure that he will return or perhaps send for you as soon as he's on his feet. In the meantime, if you need to talk, just say the word. I promise to keep our conversations quiet. Of course there is always the chance that G and the guys might have found the professor and talked him into returning."

Beleena smiled weakly, "no, I know in my heart he's gone for good. Still, its so very sweet of you to listen and be so understanding. You have many characteristics I wish my husband might have had."

To Sci-Fi this woman was the height of sweetness, intelligence and beauty. He caught himself staring again at her breasts. The slight chill in the damp locker room made her nipples grow erect. Once again the joe felt his shaft rising upwards. The woman's mood turned gay again. "Seymour, that poor cock of yours needs attention, you really should milk it right away. And your balls are so purple, don't you ever relieve yourself?"

Seymour found the frog had returned to his throat. "Well..errr...maybe later I should masturbate, I do have a problem I guess."

Beleena gave him that brilliant smile once again. "You know, my husband would jack his cock and cum on my breasts every morning. He said that's what female breasts are for. If you like I would be willing to let you do the same thing....you've been so understanding about my secret and all."

"But you're a married woman...I...errr...."

"No, my husband is gone. I'm on my own. In my mind Ive already decided to move on for the sake of my child and myself. It's my only option. If you'd like to spray your cum on my tits...just go ahead. As soon as I lay eyes on that big dick of yours I've felt kind of hot and bothered."

Seymour surprised himself by moving his hand to his completely hard cock. He stroked the shaft tentatively at first. "Oooo shit," he moaned. It felt good, damned good. "That's the way to play with that big cock," Beleena encouraged. "Now stroke it harder, work that meat, you know you need to cum baby."

"Oh fuck yeah baby girl," the joe replied. He began to whip his dick more vigorously, sliding his hand all the way up and down the length of the monster. The head was an angry purple and his balls throbbed in anticipation. Beleena's hand moved down between her thighs. Her nipples stood proud and erect. "That's it baby, spank that fat cock for mama!"

"Shit!" It was all the jacking joe could mumble.

Sci-Fi felt everything melt into a dazed, glazed sort of state. He was almost afraid that he'd hear his mom telling him to wake up and get ready for school. Things were about to get even hotter.

Beleena was a she-devil. With one hand she pulled Sci-Fi closer. Her legs spread wider as her other hand feverishly fingered that lovely, honey dripping pussy. The woman's smile was so sweet and pretty. With a soft encouraging voice, she said, "It's ok baby boy, I know you want to cum on mama's big swollen tit bags. That's it keep working your prick like that, it won't be to long now."

Sci-Fi's powerful thighs trembled and he worried about the possibility of losing consciousness. It had been much to long, much to long. He felt so incredibly lucky to have this beautiful woman to help him get off. The joe was overcome with the desire to cover her impregnated body with his seed. He rubbed the head of his bloated cock against Beleena's huge erect nipple. Sci-Fi put one hand on his partner's shoulder in order to steady himself. He felt his balls tighten with anticipation as his cock stroking increased to a maddening pace.

"Oh fucking SHIT!" This was all the joe could groan as the moment of climax arrived. His hips thrust forward and his cock strained mightily. Suddenly the thick jets of white semen began spurting freely. At least nine or ten powerful streams of cum blasted onto the pregnant female's body. Sci-Fi reeled like a drunkard as the last round of manly milk was released from his surging tool. Beleena took the foaming head of the joe's prick into her mouth and sucked greedily for just a moment. Then she spat the last of the load onto her breasts. There the thick liquid formed many little rivers that flowed lazily down the generous contours of her well seeded form.

Beleena's hands went beneath her heavy juggs and she lifted upwards. A tiny bit of sperm mixed with saliva dripped from her chin. She was obviously amazed by the sheer volume of the joe's ejaculation. "Oh my!" She gasped.

Sci-Fi managed to regain some small measure of composure. "Err...well, it has been awhile I guess."

Beleena dropped her breasts and cupped her new friend's balls. She squeezed them tightly with apparent approval. "These poor things must have been in agony, we should take better care of them in the future Seymour."

"Would you help me with that...sometime?" Sci-Fi asked with a hoarse voice.

"Oh Seymour, a man with a big beautiful cock like yours shouldn't even bother to ask."
The beaming teacher stood up, still admiring her cum soaked flesh. She laughed and said, "well, I'd say we could both use a nice hot shower."

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After two hours of fast-paced hiking G and felt it would be a good idea to take a short break before making the final push for the school. Snake-eyes and the tireless O'Kain scouted the area for any sign of trouble. Everyone else dropped for the much needed breather.

Rarn could barely manage to keep back the tears. He was exhausted and his body throbbed with agony. The shoulder that had been bitten by the Canner was stiff and aching. The wound would make it impossible to get any sleep later that night. At least, that's what the former slave-boy feared in his usual expect the worse state of mind. The pain reminded him of something. Lissa sat a few feet away just to Rarn's right.

"Hey Lissa," Rarn said.

"What?" The girl replied.

"Well, I....I suppose that I owe you my life. I want to thank you for smashing that things head before he could eat me."

Lissa shrugged,"it wasn't a big deal. Fuck, I enjoyed taking that hairy fucker down."

"I still want you know I appreciate it a lot. I really didn't expect anybody to help me out, I was certain that my miserable ass was a goner. I mean, its not like anybody really gives a damn about me, I know I'm really stupid....and nutless to boot."

For the first time ever, Lissa gave Rarn a little smile. It was a weird, shy kind of grin. Rarn was surprised, he'd pretty much taken it for granted the girl hated his guts passionately.

"You know Rarn, you're not really that bad a guy. I know that I've given you hell but to tell the truth about it....I guess I was just basically dumping my stress on you....or something like that. In my own weird way, I guess I really wanted you to pay me some attention....ya know what I mean?"

"Huh?" Rarn said. "Uh, are you saying you dont think I'm the lowest piece of shit alive....I always just assumed you treated me like shit because I deserved it or something? I know I say lots of stupid shit....it's just I've never been in such a fucked up bunch of situations."

Lissa smiled again....and warmly. "It's ok, we've both been through hell. A future as a slave is not something to look forward to. I'm really not as bitchy as I've pretended to be....I was just trying to act tough you know. Actually Rarn, I think you're kind of cute....know what I mean?"

Rarn's eyes were wide open with amazement. "Me, cute? Huh, do you really mean it....you're just fucking with me again aren't you.....besides you're a lesbian."

"Think it about it Rarn, if you weren't cute, why would anybody try to sell you off to be butt-fucked by some kinky alien...nobody wants a pug ugly sex-slave."

What she said made sense, Rarn's ego suddenly inflated considerably. He'd never thought of himself as handsome...not by a long shot!

Lissa continued, "and I am most certainly not a lesbian....I mean, sure I've licked my share of pussy but I actually prefer guys. Its just....well its just that I sorta have this fear of being penetrated by a hard cock. I know its stupid but I really, really like guys......I guess I just don't want to get fucked....does any of this make sense to you Rarn?"

Rarn's brain was attempting to comprehend all this new information, for once his gray matter demonstrated a fair degree of function. "Well, you sure don't have any reason to be afraid of me...my cock is limp as fuck."

Lissa's smile had turned downright sweet. "You know, I've actually thought about that...maybe that's part of the reason I find you so fucking hot."

"Me, hot?" Rarn was stunned. Suddenly his brain clicked again. "Would...would you like to be my girlfriend?"

"I think that would be cool Rarn," the girl replied, suddenly sounding a bit shy. She moved tentatively closer to the boy. She put her hand on Rarn's. It felt soft and warm. The boy squeezed it ever so gently. Lissa smiled again and put her head over on Rarn's shoulder.

Suddenly the ex slave-boy's pain seemed very far away. Within the passing of a few minutes the world had drastically changed for the better. It occurred to him that maybe all the agony he'd recently experienced had been for a reason. Perhaps you really did have to go through hell to get to heaven! For the time being, Rarn discovered that he didn't have a care in the world.

Rarn barely noticed Riddick walking over to him. The bald man reached into his knapsack and pulled out a pair of white boxer shorts with big red hearts on them. "Somebody gave these funky looking drawers to me as a gift. I was going to throw them away somewhere on the trail, but I guess it sorta slipped my mind with all the shit going down. They're yours if you want them Rarn, I think I can speak for most of us when I say we're gettin' pretty bummed looking at your hairy ass all the time."

Rarn quickly accepted the underwear and pulled them on proudly. Lissa smiled her approval. "Hey, thanks a lot Riddick, now I won't have to worry about people wondering what happened to my nuts!"

Riddick remained expressionless. "Whatever dude, now get your fancy dressed ass ready to move out."