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Cosmic-Suits, One Size Fits Most.
🕑 Added 2024-10-17 18:01:35 +0000 UTCBy MirandasDream based on a concept by Dazey
Story:
In a time where exploration, adventure, and of course, open sexuality was the status quo, Anays Fernandez and Xyo the Cyber Kitty floated through space and did their best with the time, caressing and stroking each other, giggling as the dark deep space station 0204 loomed above them, growing nearer by the second.
“Alright you two.” A voice came over the Marconi device each woman had in her helmet. “If you can keep your hands off each other, we’ll run through your mission briefing one last time because I know you two weren’t listening back on the ship.”
“You only know that because we were eating you out.” Anays said as she squeezed Xyo’s incredible ass, making the brunette, white girl moan into the Marconi thanks to just how sensitive the PAWG was.
“Yeah, Commander.” Xyo twisted in space to face her fellow ensign, using both hands to cup the heavy, firm breasts, each a bit bigger than either of their heads that dominated Anays sexy, tanned body, the other woman’s perfectly styled raven black hair magically (or magnetically) staying in position as she panted from Xyo knowing just how to squeeze her big tits through their form fitting space suits. “It’s not our fault you have two tasty cunts to go with those three legs.”
“Like, so tasty.” Anays agreed.
A thump came over the Marconi that sounded a bit like their Commander’s head hitting her desk, or maybe it was a thunderstorm on a gas giant half a system away.
In either case, the Commander continued as if she hadn’t heard, “so the station is currently abandoned as its main deflection shield is down. It was built to study the frequent cosmic radiation storms in the area and also act as a bit of a lightning rod, a function it’s STILL performing so this needs to be an in and out procedure.”
“I’ve got an in and out procedure right here.” Anays patted her back pack, its space-safe contents giving a little rattle… and vibration.
“That had better be a hydro-spanner, Ensign.” The sigh was barely audible. “Look just… fuck around all you like, but don’t get caught in one of those storms. It’ll scramble your DNA and even your space suits only offer the barest of protection.”
“Are we talking about me ending up with three legs like you, Commander?” Xyo said, patting her wide hips, a bit self mockingly admiring her straining the ‘one size fits MOST’ space suit that could only barely handle her own.
“Oooh, or maybe four tits for me?” Anays, famously the bustiest babe on the ship, if you didn’t count the Myra sisters, a group of funnily enough unrelated women who’d had a transporter accident a while back and with all three women in one body, that was a lot of tit by volume.
“It’s completely unpredictable. You won’t be able to reach us once you’re within the station sto-.”
And the airlock closed behind them.
“Think she’s still broadcasting?” Xyo asked as they waited for the light to turn green, popping her helmet off the moment it did.
“I'm wondering why our helmets are so oversized.” Anays popped her own helmet off, turning it around to look at it. “I mean, seriously, you could fit BOTH our heads in here.”
“Now that gives me an idea.” Xyo turned around, giving her big ass a wiggle. “Unzip me! And break out those… Hydro Spanners.”
The two women slowly stripped each other, each touch was a gentle caress or an urgent squeeze, their lips brushing with each turn, heaving breasts colliding in the low, almost non-existent gravity, with Xyo’s cute handful.
Xyo slid into place behind Anays, her hands sliding up her lover's well defined core muscles to the hefty, round tits overflowing her hands as the cute brunette nibbled her lover’s neck. Anays moaned, snagging a U shaped toy the two had used often, spreading her legs as she and the paler woman worked together, sliding it up her backdoor as the other end of the U slid up Xyo’s wet and eager pussy. Now every movement was shared between the two, every jiggle of Xyo’s soft, large ass, every quiver of Anays ass, brought pleasure to the other.
Xyo snagged one of their suits as it bounced off the ceiling of the airlock, encouraging her lover’s left foot into one leg as she eased her right leg into the proper side each. Filled with the normal amount of legs, the two grinned as they eased their other two legs into their partners side, pushing the suit to its limits and sliding it up their calves and thighs, the suit squeaking as it tried to fit Anays tight perfectly formed tanned columns, and Xyo’s overly plump pale thighs. All the way, their hips shifting and moving driving each other crazy thanks the hydro spanner inside them both.
“Wait.” Xyo snagged an egg-shaped device used to tighten screws through sonic vibration and eased it into Anays tight pussy, flicking it on, the raven haired babe gasping in delight, Xyo having to pause for a second as well once the vibration passed through the U shaped spanner holding the two women together, and giving Xyo one more idea. “Aaaand, before we do the next bit…”
Xyo pointed out, and Anays grabbed a scanner, a cylindrical thing with a device inside that spun as it took reading from whatever was around it. Setting it to continuous scan, Xyo bit her lip as she arched her back, pressing her chest into Anays back, and giving herself a better angle as she slipped the scanner into her own, plump ass, needing a hand from Anays to fully get it in there, both women delighting at the feeling at the vibration from front and back, and what it was doing to the hydro spanner connecting the two in the middle.
After settling down for a moment, they once again focused on the suit, easing it up over their hips, the suit straining to it’s limit, handling two women inside it, but with Xyo’s exceptionally gargantuan ass and hips, it was clearly at some sort of threshold, the suit going from shiny, to nearly see through as it worked to contain the two women. It well and truly trapped the two’s hips together, and snuggly fit the various devices they’d crammed into their nethers into place, sealing so perfectly, there was little to no chance the devices could or would escape.
Every moment the women tried to make even the smallest of movements, only helped fuck themselves or each other as they kept working the suit up their supple bodies, both women moaning as they passed over their trim waists, Anays massive tits pulling the suit tight, and crushing Xyo’s tiny (by comparison) boobs against her girlfriend’s back, her hard nipples digging into Anays back as the suit self sealed, pulling their heads side by side as it did it’s best to trap the two together.
Stretching their arms, both women thankful that fingertip to fingertip they were the same ‘length’, as their arms were sharing the sleeves, and even their fingers and hands sharing the gloves. They took a tentative push off in the zero-G, their feet sharing the same boot, and gasped in sudden mutual orgasm.
“Fuck, it’s like we’re sharing a body.” Anays blushed at the curse as Xyo moaned and brushed her cheek against Anays, the two turning to share a kiss as they snagged a helmet, the earlier comment about it being large enough for two hitting home as it clicked into place.
“No complaints here.” Xyo purred, Anays gasping at feeling the Cyber-Kitty’s talent as if it were her own, and the effect at the various bits and bobs they’d stuffed into themselves. “There’s something incredible about sharing every moment and sensation with you, like I’m going with the flow, but also nudging it where I want. A top and a bottom all squeezed into one.”
The two shared a grin before actually getting to the work they’d been sent to the station for. Their hands moved deftly, a heck of a thing as the gloves had two sets of fingers sharing each little ‘finger-sleeve’, but the two moved intuitively. Maybe it was a bond the pair shared down in their souls, but if you’d asked them, the answer probably had more to do with them ‘often being in each other’s pants anyway.’
Instead of playing with themselves till they came their brains out, which is what they wanted to do and the Commander probably thought they were doing anyway, they went about their business, repairing the station's shields, aligning them, finding gaps, aligning again, and ignoring the constant beeping and near constant orgasming as they shifted in the tight, tight suit.
And then came the sound of a distant storm, a crack of thunder… In space.
It was the second, maybe the third, before it hit the two women in one space suit as to what was happening.
“It's a solar storm!”
Not actually a ‘solar’ storm, they weren’t even in the Sol-Ar system after all, but a cosmic, radiation storm, the kind the deep space station was built to monitor. Symanitics though weren’t on the forefront of either woman’s mind as the previous warnings from their boss, the unraveling DNA, the lack of protection.
The pair checked the shields, and while they were nearly finished, there was a gap yet to be filled. Rushing across the station, diving in the zero gravity from one handhold to the next, the two moved on instinct, ‘as one’, reaching the two shields in question, old style handles like the ones found on submarine doors and pipe valves were there, and grabbing them, the two worked with their combined strength, their wills melding together as they twisted the manhole sized handle, first one, then the other.
“Di-did we get it?” Xyo asked as she and Anays fished the scanner out of their hip pocket, or the screen for it, as the scanner was still up Xyo’s massive ass.
Anays’ eyes went wide as she turned her head to her lover. “Xyo, I love you.”
“I love you t-.”
A wave of DNA scrambling energy washed over the pair, exciting every particle of the pair it could reach, and of the various devices in them. A scream of delight deafened them both, as they orgasmed together.
With the strength of that orgasm, the two women grabbed the handles ‘one hand’ each, or one glove despite what was occupying them, and pulled, closing the shields that last bit, and making the base safe once more.
With a gasp, they let go and relaxed their seized muscles, the two looking to each other and biting their lip.
“Did that feel kinda-.”
“Like a brain melting orgasm?” Xyo gave a shiver. As a cyber kitty, she’d linked tailes with a few others and so knew what sharing a nervous system could be like. “For both of us?”
“Yeah- almost like-.”
The two moaned as a tremor passed through them. The nipples on Anays’ massive tits were visibly puckered through the tight material, and both women felt their jaws drop a bit looking as they hefted the large tits.
“Don’t your nips usually look-.”
“A bit stretched out thanks to having mega boobs?” Anays finished, knowing Xyo would feel a bit embarrassed about the. “Yeah, these look more like-.”
She didn’t finish, they both were thinking it. The PAWG cyber-kitties nips were now sized up and seemingly merged with Anays own cute pair, and using both gloves to caress the sides, just the very edge of their wide areola, a far cry from the tighter ones Xyo once had to herself, but still about half the size, and twice the bumps, of Anays original, and they realized at that first touch, double the sensitivity of either of them as well.
“What the… faction hunting nonsense is this?”
“N-no idea.” Xyo bit her lip, trying not to mention that she’d… felt that touch. She’d been getting used to movement from one meaning pleasure for both of them, but touching these big sexy boobs… she’d never had that before, and tried to keep her large cyber ‘cat ears’ from twitching and giving away her concerns.
With the shields back up, the two focused on the rest of the stations systems. A few had been damaged from ‘lightning’ since the stations shields had gone down however long ago that was. Scanners, data, the stations self monitoring systems, all were brought back to spec, if not better.
The sexy pair, despite their scare with the shields down, kept their current suit on, still enjoying the thrill of the buzzing, whirling, and U shaped devices inside them as they kept working. As they worked, they’d get gentle thrills that went almost unnoticed as the delightful orgasms they’d been chasing since putting the suits on passed through the pair of over sexed space-bunnies.
They barely even noticed as the space-suit, still snuggly holding the pair closer, was getting less and less… stressed by its contents. Still stretched tight over the cyber kitty’s big ass, and the busty blonde space babe’s huge orbits, around their arms, legs, and even their waists, just felt… better.
Finishing the work on the antenna, slated as the last, system in their checklist, the Marconi clicked back on inside the horny babes helmet. “Xyo? Anays? Are you two ok?”
“Yeah, we’re fine.” Anays turned her head, not having to crane it as far as she’d had to before to give her lover a kiss, and feeling an odd pressure on her own cheek as her lips pressed into Xyo’s cheek.
“Oh good.” The Commander’s sigh of relief was a lot more audible now than the exasperated one when they’d been making their way over. “We’d registered that storm hitting the station, even had to pull back our ship out of it’s path, and then we could only spot one of your suits active, and were worried.”
“Worried you’d have to send someone over to scrape us off the walls?” Xyo quipped. “Ooh! Or fight some mutant mindless monstrosity we’d become?”
Anays snorted at Xyo’s jokes and alliteration. “I really could listen to you make those all day.”
The two shared a kiss this time, pulling away only when they felt a strange, and delightful, tingle in their lips.
“Right, right.” They could almost hear the Commander shake their head over the Marconi. “How close are you two to done?”
Together, they used their left hand to slap the panel to the ship’s antenna controls. “All within spec and ready to go!”
“Allright, head out of the station's airlock, and we’ll use the scoop to snatch you up. See you soon.”
The pair of women made loud MWAH! kissy noises through the Marconi as they watched the signal flare once and fade out to signify the ship had cut off. Flicking their own helmet’s mic off.
“Ready?”
“Should we get into separate suits first?” Anays glanced around, shifting her shoulders, rolling them to take any tension out of them, she wasn’t looking forward to getting back in the ships gravity and having to carry around these shoulder boulders on her chest in the .901 G the ship maintained again. “Or at least take out the toys?”
Xyo started to bite her bottom lip, her fangs poking her lip just a bit, then thought better of it. “N-no. Lets umm… save that for later.” Brushing her cheek against her lover, the two made their way back through the zero G station, to the airlock, and out into open space after stuffing the spare suit back in their pack.
It wasn’t until they settled down in the ships airlock, and gravity kicked back in, did it finally kick in for the busty babe.
“I’m… not standing on your feet.”
“Nope.” Xyo popped their helmet off after the light turned green, taking a deep breath of familiar, recycled air.
“And you’re not standing on mine.”
“Also true.” Xyo reached up and gave their zipper a tug, the faux-metal thing refusing to move. “Might have to be cut out of this thing, I think it got fused with the storm that hit us.”
Fused with the storm that hit us. The two looked at each other… across a single set of shoulders.
“Oh we’re fucked.”
“So fucked.” Xyo agreed. “Want to head to the doctor and see how fucked?”
~
“Um, I feel like I’m gonna regret asking this but-.”
“You both feel like you still have vibrators in your ass and pussies?” The doctor asked as the pair nodded, all three women glancing to the various devices the doctor had to remove from the now conjoined pair. Glancing at them again, the dark skinned woman admired how well the two’s varying skin tones blended together for an overall tan appearance, with two massive melons, ignoring the ships gravity, a trim, well defined waist, and an ass that overflowed the hospital med-bed. “Yeah, get used to that feeling, not that you can.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, the ‘normal’ human brain eventually learns to tune out the white noise of sensations and stuff generated by the body, or done to it. But you two brainiacs mutated yourselves far from normal, and the double brain means if one of you ever starts tuning it out, the other brain picks up the feeling until the first one resets, and then you’re back to BOTH feeling it.”
“You mean… we’re both gonna feel like we’re constantly gonna cum, all the time?”
“Except for when you, you know, ACTUALLY cum, yeah.” The doctor nodded.
“Kewl.” The pair grinned and shared a quick kiss, the doctor rolling her eyes.
“Ok, get off my bed you two. It MIGHT be needed for crewmates who DIDN’T turn themselves into a merged mess of horny and orgasms.”
“Their loss.” Anays kissed the cheek of her lover, the two women thrilling at the sensation. “Later doc!” the two called out as they dashed out, probably to give their new body an even more thorough check than the doctor had given them.
Turning her attention back to the scans of the pair, she admired their form, how well it had knitted together their two individual systems, into one single, over sexed and cranked up body. Her mind churned over how it happened, and wondered if maybe she couldn’t repeat the process, possibly with three participants instead of two.
Glancing to her two nurses, she tried to not imagine how good all three of them would look together, and how incredible that’d feel.
~Fin!
