Sitting down on the
couch the pair sat with the baby twins sleeping between them, occasionally Heather
traced a finger to twirl around the red locks of one of the sleeping babes. “They’re
ADORABLE! You must be so proud Gamora.”
Looking away
sheepishly the green skinned assassin tugged at her towel, making sure it
wrapped soundly around her now larger bust, especially since she caught her
friend leering at her chest every now and then. “T-thank you Heather, this one
is Siri and this one is Nimbus.” Looking up she found her friend snorting a
chuckle under her breath. “Had clouds on the mind Gamora? That’s cute.”
Rolling her eyes
Gamora sat up and made her way over to get something to wear from her quarters
when the door chimed again. “Another visitor?” Shrugging her shoulders Gamora held the knot
keeping her towel up and approached the door, peering through the camera lens.
There standing on the other end of the door was the security force for
Knowhere, looking back at her through the eye lens with a stern look. Biting
her lip she opened the door to lean out the door frame to speak with the
officer.
Taken back a bit by
the nearly naked woman the guard tried to look somewhere, ANYWHERE over than
the deep green cleavage being presented in front of him wrapped in a towel. “G-good
day man, uh… I have some questions about last night if you have the time.” Leaning
against the door frame Gamora narrowed her eyes. “What is this about?”
“W-well there was a
string of murders last night, the first was at a bar not too far from here,
followed by the murders of three of our guards. Gently placing a hand to her
cheek Gamora made a look of shock that seemed convincing enough to the officer.
“That’s terrible… What do you think could have done it?”
“We’re still trying
to figure that out, from what the survivors claimed it used its bare hands to
do it.” Pulling out a holopad from under his arm the guard showed the Zen-Whoberian
woman a picture of the vicious creature. “You wouldn’t happen to have any
information or could tell me what you were doing the other night could you?”
Tugging at her towel
Gamora moved aside so that the guard could look into her quarters, letting him
see Moondragon on the couch with a pair of sleeping children. “I’ve been home
all night with my twin daughters, I wasn’t able to get a babysitter so I’ve
been cooped up in her the entire time. Looking ahead towards Heather the guard
spoke up. “And you ma’am?”
“I just got here a
few minutes ago officer, I’m paying my friend a visit.”
Nodding at the answer
the guard stepped back and slung the holopad under his arm. “Thank you miss,
have a nice day, and…” Darting his eyes up to a far corner he mumbled a bit,
loud enough for Gamora to hear. “Your towel…”
Looking down Gamora
realised her towel had slipped slightly, just enough that it looked like it
would pop open any second. Griping her towel more tightly she frowned at the
man and shut the door. As soon as she heard footsteps go down the hallway
thanks to her heightened sense of hearing, Gamora sighed a breath of relief.
“Gamora, did
something happen last night?”
Opening her eyes she
found her friend get up gently from the couch to face her at the door, her arms
crossed with her head tilted in curiosity. “N-no, nothing at all.” She lied,
trying to keep what had happened a secret.
“Are you sure? You
know you can tell me.”
Getting angry Gamora
huffed and stood away from the door. “I’m fine!”
Making an unreadable
face Moonstone didn’t buy it, there was something her friend was keeping from
her and she felt that she needed to know. Keeping eye contact Heather used her telepathy
to peer into the green woman’s mind. At first it seemed like a jumble, the
memories of the other night clouded by a fog or blur, like she was intoxicated
during those moments. Peering deeper she came across something floating in her
friend’s psyche, and when she looked at it… It stared back! Gasping on the spot
Moonstone’s eyes went wide, her body going rigid when her psychic probing came
across something big.
“Heather?”
The woman never
responded, the entire time she was transfixed, staring eye to eye with her
friend and in doing so staring into the intense soulless gaze of some eldritch
force that dwarfed her own mind the same way a person dwarfed a spec of dust in
the air. Dark and oppressive it was like staring into an abyss, a whirlpool of gluttony,
lust and carnage that took up her entire mind’s eye. She was terrified to even
blink lest it swallowed her whole in the process.
“Heather!”
“Y-yeah?” Finally
blinking and stepping back, Moonstone had a pale look on her face.
“I’m going to get
dressed, can you look after Siri and Nimbus for the next few minutes?”
Breathing slowly and
bringing a hand to her chest Moonstone shook the unease out of her system and
nodded. “Sure… sure thing.”
*
Stepping out of her
quarters and tossing her hair out of her eyes Gamora sighed and sat down on the
couch, her form fitting suit tugging at her hips and bust now that they were
larger. “Well, at least I’m not prancing around in a towel.” Looking over to
the other side of the couch where Heather sat, Gamora found her friend staring
at the wall, looking almost drained, exhausted. “Heather?”
Turning to look at
the green woman, Moondragon gave a tired smile, one that seemed better suited
for someone that was inebriated or drunk. “hmm? Yes?”
“You seem out of it,
is everything alright?”
Breathing in slowly
Moondragon sat up from the couch and moved so she was looming over the woman,
placing her hands gently at either side of Gamora. “Oh I’m alright… And you
look MORE than alright yourself.” Looking up at Heather she had a glassy look
in her eyes, her cheeks were flushed with arousal. Before Gamora could speak
the woman leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth, her tongue slowly
making its way into her mouth. Protesting at first the Zen-Whoberian woman
protested, moaning into her friend’s mouth and trying to pull her away. But as
the kiss deepened her will desire to stop it began to ebb and dissolve. Before
too long Gamora wrapped her arms around her friend and pulled her down, their
arms getting tangled together while they deepened the kiss. Pulling back with a
giggle, Heather started pecking kisses down Gamora’s neck, making her way down
towards her cleavage where she began pulling the woman’s top loose and let
Gamora’s breasts pop free. Licking her lips, she exhaled hot breath on one of
the woman’s nipples, watching it crinkle and go erect before she clasped her
mouth over it.
Hissing from the
sensation Gamora arched her back, squirming in her seat while Moondragon swirled
her tongue around her left nipple and caused milk to dribble out. Rolling her
eyes she let out a growl that sounded almost reptilian, until the mouth at her
tit let go with a pop and staggered back.
“Moondragon?”
Breathing heavily Gamora looked down at her friend, the smooth shaven woman sat
on her knees clutching at her stomach like she was sick. Wincing in pain and
shock the two women were left unprepared when Heather began to sprout
tentaclers out of her skin, making the women scream when they lashed out and
snapped up to the ceiling. Coiling around her she was hoisted up and enveloped
into a cocoon, finally going silent when the process ended.
After that the room
went silent except for the twins crying from the outburst. At the back of her mind, Gamora heard a dark chuckle.