large dark eyes and full red lips enchanted any who were privileged enough to see her. And her body, if only Gaya wasn’t a woman, she would have fallen to her knees in worship. The Queen on Larkatus had a body most women would kill for and men would die for. A neck like a swan, shoulders broad and rounded, delectable breasts with cherry red nipples and a tight belly that invited to touch. A narrow waist gave way to round flaring hips that swung mesmerizingly like a perfect hourglass and shapely sexy legs that could go on forever. Lotus-Lark sat naked on her throne, a few metal trinkets was all she wore, just like the Amazonian women that served her.
“What… what planet is this?” Gaya asked, struggling to tear her eyes away from such artistic beauty.
“What is a planet?” Lotus-Lark looked puzzled.
“This place, this moon… that’s spinning around that planet.” Gaya explained patiently.
“Ah, you mean Loseitall, the provider.” The alien creature leaned back on her throne.
“Lose it… all?” The space cop jerked back.
“Yes, it is where we come from,” Lotus-Lark smiled sweetly. “…to make a life here on Larkatus after escaping our ravagers.”
“Holy hell, all this sounds life some cheap B-Grade sci-fi movie…” Gaya felt her patience stretch. “And how the hell can I understand what you’re saying, you’re an alien.”
“Ah, yes. We have infused you with a sensory nerve implant so that you may be able to communicate with us.” The Queen waved her hands about in a matter-of-fact manner. “We are very interested in you and your companion. You have certain attributes that we here on Larkatus find very endearing.”
“Oh man, do I need a drink?” Gaya palmed her face with a sigh. “Where is Tuzla? Jenna Tuzla… my cap… umm, my companion?”
“Ah, she roused much before you and she was more receptive to our hospitality than you have so far been.”
“We are not alike…: Gaya said through clenched teeth. “She’s a lawbreaker and a lesbian… while I am neither.”
“That does not matter,” Lotus-Lark arched her back, pushing her firm breasts even higher. “…physically you are much alike and that is all we are interested in.”
“Who is this ‘we’? All I see is only one, you.” Gaya looked around the opulent but empty throne room.
“We are the collective consciousness of all that is the Lark, call it a hive if you will,” The alien woman smiled. “…and I am the central nerve, the Queen, I am Lotus-Lark.”
“And I must have hit my head too hard when we crashed.” Gaya laughed out loud. “This is the lamest dream I’ve ever had.”
“This is no dream, Gayalanis, this is your destiny.” Lotus-Lark said prophetically, her rich voice going deep. “To be here, to become a Lark.”
“If I had a functional ship, your queen-ship,” The Space Marshall held out her hands. “You’d really get to see how much of a lark I could be.”
“Gaya, there you go again.” Jenna suddenly walked into the lavish throne room. “Don’t fight it, darling. There couldn’t be any better place than this. It’s Lesbian Central Command, baby. The females rule everything here; it’s a pure matriarch monarchy. The Queen’s promised me heaven here, but she wants to take us on together.”
“What are you rambling about, you idiot?” Gaya snapped at the giddy space pirate. “Can’t you see these aliens have some kind of crazy agenda?”
“Sure they do.” Jenna stood with her hands on her naked hips before Gaya, pouting her lips. “And unlike dissecting our brains and probing up our anal cavity, these awesome Lark babes want sweet human pussy and we have enough juicy pussy for all of them.”
“You’re mad, you stupid lesbian.” Gaya shook her head exasperatedly. “Or else I am.”
“Don’t fight it, Gaya; you’re only making it harder on yourself.” The blonde said. “These gals are no different from you and me, and it’s all good clean