Aisha's Leaving!?!
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Gene stared across the table at a very irritated Aisha. The cat woman was fidgeting in her seat and looked frustrated about something. She seemed to be mulling something over in her head that she couldn’t outright say. A silence settled over Gene and Aisha as the latter refused to speak up. After a minute of nothing being said, Gene got up to go to bed. If Aisha wasn’t going to tell him what the problem was, he wasn’t going to stick around and try to bond with the excitable Ctarl-Ctarl. He took a few steps before Aisha said something that made him freeze in mid step.
“I’m leaving.”
“Pardon me?” Gene said as he sat back down. He thought that he had heard wrong or misunderstood Aisha’s words. He needed to be sure about what he heard before he did anything.
“I’m leaving, Terran,” Aisha growled angrily. “I received a message this morning that the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire wants to reinstate me as ambassador again. The current ambassador is too angry and doesn’t get along with any of the other delegates. They need someone with better people skills to replace him and since I’m making no headway on finding the Galactic Leyline, they felt I’d be better suited as ambassador.”
“I don’t believe this,” Gene griped and rested his head in both hands.
“We all knew this was eventually coming, it’s been fun, but my stay with the Outlaw Star had to end,” Aisha sighed as she looked at Gene lowered head with a bit of sympathy for the man. It seemed that even though they barely liked each other and squabbled like cats and dogs, the man still cared that she was leaving. Aisha reached over to pat him on the shoulder and caught sight of his madly grinning face.
“I can’t believe that your people consider you to be a people person. Either every Ctarl-Ctarl alive is super bitchy or you got yourself a dense race.”
Gene would have started laughing then if Aisha hadn’t leaped across the table and forced Gene into a headlock. With Jim, Aisha only used a fraction of her strength to hold the boy in a headlock, but with Gene she wasn’t as half as gentle. Hacking gasps for air came from Gene as the super strong cat woman crushed his larynx. He flailed his arms around helplessly, trying to grab a weapon to get Aisha off him. Black spots filled his vision and he was seconds from blanking out, when Aisha finally released him. He fell to her feet, gasping for air and really wishing he had his caster gun with him right now.
“If you make another wise crack about me or my people and I’ll pop your head like a grape. I let you get away with it when Jim’s around because he cares about you, but in private if you say anything disrespectful you’ll regret it.”
Aisha sat back down and Gene crawled back to where he had been sitting. Gene rubbed his sore throat while looking warily at Aisha. There was no joking around with Aisha, unless you are a certain young boy. Aisha loved to be silly with Jim and joke around, but God help anyone else who makes a joke about her or her people. It was just another of the things Gene was jealous of that Jim had. Not only did the boy get kissed and fondled by the exotic alien cat, but also he could say virtually anything around her and get away with it.
“I’ll shut up,” Gene said in a raspy voice.
“Good. Seems you Terrans can be trained, just like dogs.”
Gene opened his mouth to complain about the comparison, but thought better of it had kept his thought to himself. Let Aisha have her fun, he thought, soon she would be gone and he wouldn’t have to sleep with his caster gun under his pillow anymore. He could go back to keeping a knife with him when he slept. A knife might lack the power of the caster gun, but it was far less lumpy to sleep on.
“Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about Jim. I’ll be leaving and I wanted to make sure that Jim remains safe, safe from the space pirates, safe from criminals and safe from those hungry sluts that live here.”
“Hey! Are you implying that either Suzuka or Melfina could eat Jim?” Gene forgot about keeping his calm, no one accused his teammates of eating each other.
Aisha looked at Gene jadedly, not caring how he took her accusation. He was a human; he could never understand the allure of eating another person. Once you consumed a living person, you move beyond the realm of good or evil. You are a predator and everyone else is prey. Aisha understood it, Suzuka understood it, Melfina understood it, but Jim and Gene were blind to it.
“Suzuka I’m not that worried about. She seems to have her appetite under control and I trust her enough to not eat an innocent person like Jim. It’s that bimbo with circuits for brains that I really worry about. She eats when she’s hungry and doesn’t care where her food comes from. If she ever found herself alone with Jim and felt the urge to consume…” Aisha drifted off from there. Her face had gone red and a vein pulsed on her temple. The thought of losing Jim stirred something primal inside her, an urge to protect her young that all female Ctarl-Ctarl’s felt. She couldn’t even think about the idea of her Jim ending up inside another person, it made her feel sick and angry enough to punch someone.
Gene saw the anger radiating from Aisha and scooted away from her. He reassured himself he wasn’t afraid of the cat woman, only being cautious around her. Quickly, before she decided to get violent, Gene changed the subject. “So, when are you leaving? Do you need help packing? How about cab fare, do you have cab fare?”
Aisha’s anger slowly tapered off, but she leveled a glare at Gene that spoke of a volume of pain for him if he let her Jim get hurt. She hadn’t dropped the issue of Jim’s safety, but she was ready to move onto other matters, like when she was leaving. Ctarl-Ctarl command had been very specific about when she was going to be picked up and it left her little time to get ready.
“I’m leaving.”
“Pardon me?” Gene said as he sat back down. He thought that he had heard wrong or misunderstood Aisha’s words. He needed to be sure about what he heard before he did anything.
“I’m leaving, Terran,” Aisha growled angrily. “I received a message this morning that the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire wants to reinstate me as ambassador again. The current ambassador is too angry and doesn’t get along with any of the other delegates. They need someone with better people skills to replace him and since I’m making no headway on finding the Galactic Leyline, they felt I’d be better suited as ambassador.”
“I don’t believe this,” Gene griped and rested his head in both hands.
“We all knew this was eventually coming, it’s been fun, but my stay with the Outlaw Star had to end,” Aisha sighed as she looked at Gene lowered head with a bit of sympathy for the man. It seemed that even though they barely liked each other and squabbled like cats and dogs, the man still cared that she was leaving. Aisha reached over to pat him on the shoulder and caught sight of his madly grinning face.
“I can’t believe that your people consider you to be a people person. Either every Ctarl-Ctarl alive is super bitchy or you got yourself a dense race.”
Gene would have started laughing then if Aisha hadn’t leaped across the table and forced Gene into a headlock. With Jim, Aisha only used a fraction of her strength to hold the boy in a headlock, but with Gene she wasn’t as half as gentle. Hacking gasps for air came from Gene as the super strong cat woman crushed his larynx. He flailed his arms around helplessly, trying to grab a weapon to get Aisha off him. Black spots filled his vision and he was seconds from blanking out, when Aisha finally released him. He fell to her feet, gasping for air and really wishing he had his caster gun with him right now.
“If you make another wise crack about me or my people and I’ll pop your head like a grape. I let you get away with it when Jim’s around because he cares about you, but in private if you say anything disrespectful you’ll regret it.”
Aisha sat back down and Gene crawled back to where he had been sitting. Gene rubbed his sore throat while looking warily at Aisha. There was no joking around with Aisha, unless you are a certain young boy. Aisha loved to be silly with Jim and joke around, but God help anyone else who makes a joke about her or her people. It was just another of the things Gene was jealous of that Jim had. Not only did the boy get kissed and fondled by the exotic alien cat, but also he could say virtually anything around her and get away with it.
“I’ll shut up,” Gene said in a raspy voice.
“Good. Seems you Terrans can be trained, just like dogs.”
Gene opened his mouth to complain about the comparison, but thought better of it had kept his thought to himself. Let Aisha have her fun, he thought, soon she would be gone and he wouldn’t have to sleep with his caster gun under his pillow anymore. He could go back to keeping a knife with him when he slept. A knife might lack the power of the caster gun, but it was far less lumpy to sleep on.
“Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about Jim. I’ll be leaving and I wanted to make sure that Jim remains safe, safe from the space pirates, safe from criminals and safe from those hungry sluts that live here.”
“Hey! Are you implying that either Suzuka or Melfina could eat Jim?” Gene forgot about keeping his calm, no one accused his teammates of eating each other.
Aisha looked at Gene jadedly, not caring how he took her accusation. He was a human; he could never understand the allure of eating another person. Once you consumed a living person, you move beyond the realm of good or evil. You are a predator and everyone else is prey. Aisha understood it, Suzuka understood it, Melfina understood it, but Jim and Gene were blind to it.
“Suzuka I’m not that worried about. She seems to have her appetite under control and I trust her enough to not eat an innocent person like Jim. It’s that bimbo with circuits for brains that I really worry about. She eats when she’s hungry and doesn’t care where her food comes from. If she ever found herself alone with Jim and felt the urge to consume…” Aisha drifted off from there. Her face had gone red and a vein pulsed on her temple. The thought of losing Jim stirred something primal inside her, an urge to protect her young that all female Ctarl-Ctarl’s felt. She couldn’t even think about the idea of her Jim ending up inside another person, it made her feel sick and angry enough to punch someone.
Gene saw the anger radiating from Aisha and scooted away from her. He reassured himself he wasn’t afraid of the cat woman, only being cautious around her. Quickly, before she decided to get violent, Gene changed the subject. “So, when are you leaving? Do you need help packing? How about cab fare, do you have cab fare?”
Aisha’s anger slowly tapered off, but she leveled a glare at Gene that spoke of a volume of pain for him if he let her Jim get hurt. She hadn’t dropped the issue of Jim’s safety, but she was ready to move onto other matters, like when she was leaving. Ctarl-Ctarl command had been very specific about when she was going to be picked up and it left her little time to get ready.
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