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Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

The starlet paid close attention as the servant led her onward. Her exquisite white dress swished about her fine legs, showing hints of flesh only a tone or two darker than the pristine ivory of the gown itself. After a few glances caught the visitors, forcing more flush into Emma's pale cheeks, she instead opted to try and focus ahead. True, she had a visitor escort directly before her, which only aided in her keeping herself in check to some degree. But that was only one compared to the mixture of others that filed the room. Emma already started making promises to herself. First, she would make certain to take several pills before such an event, and quite possibly keep a few more tucked away in a handbag. Second, under no circumstances would she dress in something that left her this exposed again. While the flowing white dress did cover her up in a way that artfully danced the line between sexy and elegant, it also bared shoulders and left nearly her entire back bared. This in itself wouldn't be too great of an issue, but it left her with little to cover her chest, which had started to ache, particularly around the central area. The slit at least wouldn't put Emma's expensive panties on display any time son, so at least she had that going for her. She also had the introduction to the prince. Emma looked up at the impressive figure, feeling another pang shoot through her. That only made sense, based on her understanding of how the estrus would affect her. Plus there was the simple fact that the more likely she would naturally be attracted to a male, the more likely her newly tweaked body would react as well. A well-spoken, admittedly handsome man with a charming smile would set most girls' hearts aflutter, and it even would have made Miss Watson's skip a beat. The pleasure is all mine, Your Royal Highness, she replied artfully, dropping into a fair curtsy of her own. The girl's cheeks flushed as the visitor's lips brushed her fingers, a flash of desire rushing up within her. It's a great honor to be present at tonight's event, and I'm quite pleased that you've invited me to be in your presence. She smiled, showing off her nearly perfect white teeth. Hopefully she could get her hand back and quickly, yet politely, work her way through what was sure to be a slightly uncomfortable conversation. Already the girl nearly fought the urge to start rubbing her thighs together and had a growing suspicion that she may need to visit the loo before even leaving the gala site proper.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Jandrax watched her with a smile, taking in her blush while also noticing the scent of her in the cool air of the room the gala was being hosted in. He had to suppress a smirk, pleased with the knowledge that the Splicing had worked properly with her. This would be the first encounter that she had with anyone nearly his status so even if she had been around the Rangnar before there was no way she could possibly by ready for what his presence would be doing to her. This was something of an experiment for the prince as well, so far he hadn't bothered to take advantage of a Spliced human, he had wanted to let his first experience with this recently encountered species to be with the highest quality of of the human race. Emma Watson was the pinnacle in his opinion, or at least as close to the pinnacle as was possible. There was no good reason for the prince to deny himself the best when he could have her with ease. He didn't release her hand right away, his bare hand on hers, enjoying the warmth of her flesh on his, the scent of her, the near flawless beauty that would soon be begging for far more intimate contact from her. The prince would enjoy making her beg, he would toy with her for a little bit before claiming her as his own consort. The first among many of course but being selected at the first was an honor that he expected her to be immensely grateful for... in time. It was my pleasure to invite you Miss Watson, not only are you an exceedingly lovely and talented actress but you are also a outspoken advocate for those things you believe in. A smile, a little bit of flattery before he released her hand, looking her over a little more closely now. Such beauty, to think that such a backwards world was able to produce such aesthetically pleasing women was a wonder, though the Rangnar had left their gods behind eons ago it was enough to make the prince wonder if perhaps some supernatural force had placed this world in his path. No doubt this world would soon become something akin to a pleasure resort for those with the resources among their kind. Turning towards the bar he raised a hand, catching the attention of the bartender and in a few moments a tumble of bright blue liquid was poured before him, Ixian Armasec, a particularly potent liquor that was favored among the Rangnar royalty. A slight sip, a nod of his approval to the young man who had poured it, savoring the complexity of flavors that the english language just wouldn't be able to properly describe. Of course you are also one of the most prominent individuals to accept Splicing so far, another reason you were invited. He remarked conversationally, still entirely polite and charming though now there was a slight smirk on his lips and perhaps a lecherous gleam in his dark eyes. Tell me, how are you enjoying the effects of the Splicing? Have you been experiencing any of the side effects? Of course he knew, he knew at a glance what his presence was doing to her, but he wanted to see if she would mention it to him. You don't need to fear any judgment, such things are a natural consequence that we are very familiar with.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Emma's smile widened slightly as the prince complimented her. She couldn't help but feel some enjoyment for it, not least of all because he gave her a genuine compliment. Most men had been commenting on Emma's looks since puberty started to take its hold and develop her into the beautiful woman she would become. By now, Emma had grown almost weary of their attentions, particularly their looks and awkward stares. However even she had to admit to feeling some joy at having her sharper mind and stances complimented, particularly by such a dashing figure. Briefly Emma wondered if the prince was single, before almost immediately dismissing the idea out of hand. Doubtless an interspecies relationship would be quite the scandal, and Emma wasn't quite certain she wanted to engage in such a partnership, with things as delicate as they were already. This didn't mean her body wasn't nearly roaring at her, demanding that she give into baser urges and kowtow before the rather impressive specimen. It's my hope that we may start spreading unity between our people, sir, said Emma, nodding her head slightly. As far as my effects, they've been far more pleasant than not. I'm certainly enjoying the various positives. Who wouldn't enjoy being stronger than the average man? Or having such stamina that extended periods of stress don't bother? there's also the alertness bits and so forth, but I'm sure it's all data you're quite aware of. Emma smiled and nodded before smoothing down her dress with a hand. She could feel her body trembling ever so slightly, almost like an addict in the midst of withdrawal. Emma took a slight sip of her drink, hoping that the bubbly liquid would help stabilize. If nothing else, she still had to answer the prince's other query. I don't believe there would be much judgement in this, sir, said Emma, shaking her head. After all, it's rather natural for your species, and it's essentially a natural urge for those such as myself now as well, this had about been the line Emma had developed and parroted to various media outlets. She firmly believed that they needed to make certain to present the enhanced sexuality in a positive light. I do admit to having some difficulties managing it, but your people have been most generous in providing me the required aid and attention. Flushing slightly, Emma took another sip of her drink. Was she flirting? It almost felt as if she were flirting. Well, no harm, right? Surely the prince had to be used to receiving such attention.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Though Jandrax was only third in line for the throne he had born as the fifteenth in line, Rangnar political intruige and ambition had helped him move up quite a bit in the standing of the empire. He fully intended to rule as the emperor one day, after all he was only a hundred and threes standard cycles old roughly two hundred years which was still young to his people, plenty of time to move up. He had been born into privilege no human could imagine, nothing had ever been denied to him as he grew up. Jandrax was not a man who was accustomed to being denied anything in the entire galaxy should be crave it. To have Emma Watson reject his advance was something unprecedented in his life... Oh she was gorgeous and he desired her greatly but she was still only human and not of royal standing. How dare she reject him at all, even if it was a rather cordial manner. He had heard how she groaned at his gentle if relatively innocent touch, she wasn't just denying him but she was fighting her own needs and urges. The apologetic smile meant almost nothing and for a single instant irritation flashed in the eyes of the Prince. It was annoying, bordering on enraging but Jandrax was not one to be easily discouraged. She didn't just want him, she needed him, her body would be going crazy without his touch and attention. This girl should be begging him but her stubborn pride was forcing her to behave. That drove him wild, though it was angering Jandrax it also made him want her all the more. Having never been denied anything made this a new experience and he was emotionally conflicted. Another slight step forward, now there was almost no distance between them, intimately close, towering over her, wanting to overwhelm her with his presence. Emma, leaving now would be a mistake. He cautioned her, his voice soft. Maybe you feel you can handle what you are experiencing but it will only get worse for you. I am not seeking to mate with you... To fuck you as some of your kind may say. A slight chuckle, looking to make her laugh, smile, anything to keep her close and engaging with him. My people aren't entirely honest with the ingredients in the pill because we fear there might be something of a scandal... So I can understand if you don't take me at my word. I want to help you though, no need for us to make love, in its most concentrated source it can still be taken orally or even applied to the skin and it will help out. If I let you leave now then I fear you may resort to some desperate measures to find the relief you need. A momentary pause, a reassuring smile, doing his best to appear trustworthy. We can slip away for several minutes Emma, no one will take any notice, and once we are done I will arrange transportation to get you home... And if you like we can collect some of the excess seed in a bottle so that you will be able to take more as you need it. Of course it wouldn't do anything to help her though it might start some of the potential changes brought about by the Splicing. The prince was curious to see if Emma would change and what she might become.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

The increased proximity again forced Emma's estrus to flare. She felt a twinge in her sex, moisture gathering between her legs. Fortunately the panties should keep that from showing overmuch, though Emma almost feared what would happen should it increase too much further. The prince's presence scared as much as it appealed, with his almost command dropped toward her so lightly. She forced a smile back, feeling the more feminist part of her rail against his almost insistence that she need to mate with him. Were this a normal human, he would already have received a drink to the face. Emma also didn't know if she believed him even as he continued with his discussion of what would quell the Splicing's side effect. It did strike her that the people administering the treatment to her may soften the blow, though she highly doubted that the visitors would want to alienate those whom they had so recently approached. That last bit, the mention of desperate measures, had Emma chewing her lip for a few seconds. Surely a few more pills and a little personal time would handle it well enough. Oh, how tempting his offer sounded all the same. The promises to just slip away, that everything would be arranged, that she didn't have to do much besides take it orally. That sounded as if the prince expected a blowjob, but Emma could also picture herself jerking him into her mouth, her tongue outstretched to catch the semen and slurp it down. True, some might catch on her face, but surely that would be less demeaning than simply swallowing his load, as it were. Having a bottle of the stuff could prove convenient... at the same time, Emma didn't see why she had to give in period. Yes, the prince was appealing, and part of her was already craving him. But why bend when there was a clear alternative present? I do appreciate the offer, she said, making sure to speak slowly, not wanting a loose word to offend, accidentally or otherwise, but wouldn't it be simpler simply to give me the... seed in a container without the mess? Certainly would seem less of a scandal and put us both in a better light. Aid with visitor-human relations, as it were. Also would mean that she wouldn't end up kneeling before the admitted impressive specimen of masculinity, feeling her estrus and Spliced genes insisting on doing whatever it took.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

It seems at though the young woman saw a little flaw in his offer, seizing on words that had been spoken in haste, an offer born out of curiosity. He wanted to see what his seed would do to her, what changes might be wrought... If any. A part of him also wanted to know that then his offered help didn't do anything at all she might desperately drink an entire bottle of his seed... Something that would no doubt be quite humiliation when she came to her senses. That would work Emma but I am not offering to just... jerk off into a bottle for you. I am a prince among my kind and I am offering to help you but I do want to get a little bit out of it. Well no doubt she suspected what he wanted by now so no reason to try and be entirely coy anymore. You want relief from the heat you are suffering from and I would very much like to have you get me off. Your mouth or your hands would be quite enough to satisfy me and in doing so you will be able to take a measure of control back. Bending lower he whispered what came next into her ear. The Rangnar do have a powerful sex drive, I believe you remarked on that easier, and if you would just agree to do this for me then I would be very greatful. Tha gratitude of royalty, of a man who was changing her entire world, was she so short sighted that she would reject him now that he was being far bolder. Reaching out he took hold of her wrist, long fingers easily wrapping around her slim arm, pulling her hand towards him once more. There was no kiss this time though, instead he pulled her hand to his crotch and pressed her palm over the growing bulge there, letting her feel the heat and the hardness. Bolder now then before, far more direct as he made sure that he wouldn't end up missing his chance to have what he wanted. For several long moments he held her hand there, watching her face closely before he let go. I am going to move into a private lounge area nearby, I'm not expected to speak for a little while yet and a chance to relax would do me some good. You are welcome to join me. A momentary longer before he turned his back on her, long legs carrying him from the bar to a discreet door nearby, slipping through it and making sure that it was still open just a crack to help entice her.
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Perhaps it was crass or overly direct but in truth the prince was not used to being patient and it was not an experience he enjoyed. He got what he wanted and he was used to getting it immediately, the fact that he had not just had her escorted to the suite he was using at the top of the hotel so he could ravage her until they were both exhausted was showing remarkable restraint as far as he was concerned. Maybe the mistake was who he had chosen to start with, her upbringing and outspoken views may make her impressive but it also was giving him something of a headache. But Jandrax knew he would prevail in the end, from the moment he brough her hand to his crotch it had been evident that it would soon be all over. Even that slight contact had her moaning and breathing heavily, the scent of her arousal was intoxicating in the air. He knew for a fact that she would join him before very long, even as he slipped into the lounge he was certain of that. Truth was Jandrax would have been perfectly comfortable copulating the the first of the conquests this world would provide him with but he was aware that the thought of privacy might smooth things along and so this lounge had been reserved for him. It wasn't a particularly large room, perhaps fifteen feet by twenty, but there was enough room for the purpose it would serve. The lighting inside was dimmed below the norm, still easy to see but also more comfortable and intimate. The room itself was dominated by a large couch, comfortably stuffed and softly upholstered, the only other feature being a small bar along one wall and a large holographic projector before the couch for entertainment purposes. The prince swiftly undressed inside, seeing no reason to remain clothed as he hung the suit he wore with care before making himself comfortable on the couch, closing his eyes and relaxing for the few moments he had until there was a knock at the door and a servant ushered Emma in and then left himself. Jandrax didn't bother to look back to her though, only opened his eyes a little and smiled, pleased to see he was right about it all. I am glad to see you have come to your senses Emma. He praised her even as the door was shut tight, leaving them entirely alone. Please, make yourself comfortable, there is no reason for us to rush things. Though he suspected her self control might make that difficult.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

The voice drew Emma's eye away from the strange projector, away from the bar, away from virtually anything in the room. Her dilated brown orbs shot straight to the visitor, straight to the erect monstrosity between his legs. Emma had seen a snapshot or two of the visitor anatomy. It had been a joking thing to send to a few people when they'd first arrived. How many testimonials had she read proclaiming that such members were, in fact, one hundred percent real? The thing looked like it had been ripped off a fantasy set or something along those lines. And Emma wanted it. She felt that drive welling up within her, stronger than nearly anything she'd faced before. It felt as it did when she'd been craving a stellar role or when she'd been particularly hungry and had her favorite food laid out before her. The bodily need screamed at her. She had thought her sex had been leaking before, but now it felt almost as if it had sprung a complete leak. Her hand had smoothed down her sides, lingering upon her breasts, before she could even consider or begin to process the words. The door closed, but Emma was only dimly aware of it. She had the sneaking suspicion that she very nearly would have bent down before that royal cock in a crowded room with cameras covering every angle. Fortunately, she still had her will. She forced her head up. Forced a smile. Forced herself to walk, walk ever so slowly, toward the prince. It did seem like a mutually beneficial arrangement, she said, moving to smooth her dress again. Her pulse raised and she knew the flush would be all the more noticeable. Emma had only a vague understanding of how the Splicing worked, but she believed that she was most likely producing pheromones of her own, her body letting any male visitors know that it was quite ripe for the taking. Perhaps that was why the prince was already erect. I must say, your... your... Emma gestured at the cock, anatomy is quite impressive. I'd heard much, but you know how people make these things up, she'd taken a few steps closer, hovered near the cock. A lily white hand had risen up, just hovering about the thing, fingertips just shy of actually touching...
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Even if one ignored the unique at least by human standards shape of his cock Jandrax was still sporting a rather impressive member. Now rock hard it was nearly fifteen inches long from the tip to the very base of his cock, far thicker then even the most well endowed of humans, its shape was something far different from anything seen on earth, small ridges and flares covering the entire length to stimulate his lover and encourage ovulation, a slight bulge near the base indicating the knot that would swell when he was about to climax in order to tie them together. The Rangnar didn't just manipulate the DNA of others through the splicing, over countless generations they had modified their own DNA, an attempt to find perfection, in all things. Soon Jandrax would have his first experience copulating with a human woman, her body would find pleasure in his anatomy and soon find it impossible to find satisfaction with anything but Rangnar cock... his cock. She was right in the belief that her pheromones would be affecting him, not just because his cock was hard but because he was already leaking precum, his swollen balls almost throbbing from his powerful arousal, a thin and clear fluid leaking from the tip of his cock, trickling down the shaft and filling the room with a much more powerful scent then before, especially in an enclosed space without anything covering his body. As she stood closer to him, talking about mutually beneficial arrangements and his cock in the most dry terms possible Jandrax just watched her with a small smile. His long serpentine was moving around idly, almost as if it had a mind of its own, the very tip tracing over Emma's ankles. You are stalling. He commented with a slight chuckle, knowing that she wasn't entirely sure even at this moment, right about to take action but frozen at the very last possible moment. Frustrating really, perhaps it was time once again to be bold and push her along a little bit. Such dry tones and technical speaking Emma... why don't you just admit that you are curious about how it might feel inside of you. Reaching out he took her hand in his, his other hand coming to rest on her shoulder, and a gentle nudge from his tail to the back of her knees in order to encourage her to kneel down before him. From what I hear human women enjoy the taste of Rangnarian cock. He mused, knowing full well that there were already women addicted to his kind. Perhaps you will be kind enough to tell me if that is true or not. The hand on her shoulder moved to her head, long fingers stroking through her hair in gentle encouragement.