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Assistant: Title: To Boldly C@m
        Author: ColdLuigi ColdLuigi 
        Chapter: 12/12 
        Summary: Izuku Midoriya didn’t expect to be the first human to make contact with an alien species. He also didn’t expect to be that contact to be an immortal, shapeshifting s@x alien named Shoko Todoroki from a six-billion-year-old species devoted exclusively to using the powers of gene editing, shapeshifting, and sloppy breeding s@x to create a universe of eternal xenophilia, but hey, it’s a little hard to argue with an immortal shapeshifting s@x alien who wants you to f@ck every hot girl you’ve ever met, and a bunch of hot alien women she found along the way.
        Contents: Chapter 12: Nostromo
    

    


      
        
          Time for even more weird alien s@x, this time featuring pharyngeal bl@wj@b jaws and additional s@x appendages!Enjoy!
            
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    Generally, Izuku thought he was getting pretty used to the absolute alien-f@ck@ng madhouse his life had become lately.To be sure, he doubted he’d ever treat randomly getting teleported to alien planets to have s@x with eight foot tall Amazonian xeno princesses as  normal,  but he’d at least gotten to the point where it wasn’t going to melt his mind. Between Inasa, Fuyumi, Shoko herself, and of course Katsumi—who he’d just finished f@ck@ng into a totally exhausted heap of c@m-stuffed t@ts and ass on the bed, her eyes closed in blissful sleep as she relished in being his depraved f@cktoy—Izuku thought that he might even have a handle on the whole “army of gorgeous women who want to have mind-bending body modification s@x with me” thing.And then he walked out of the bedroom and into his living room to find a certain pink-skinned girl lying naked on the couch, with a few… modifications of her own.“Oh  Izuuuuukuuuu…”  Mina cooed as she stretched out on the couch, as bare as the day she was born. Acres of soft, flawless pink skin splayed across the couch, her toned midriff the only semi-safe place for Izuku to stare between her big, bouncy t@ts and her wide, alluring hips, her sculpted dancer’s thighs just  barely  concealing what lay between her legs. “About time you showed up! I was getting awfully  needy over here.”Izuku raised an eyebrow. He’d spent three years dealing with Mina’s nowhere-near-as-subtle-as-she-thought-it-was flirting; even with her showing up naked—and  definitely with bigger t@ts than she’d had before, he could see Shoko’s handiwork already—he thought he could at least hold it together long enough to find his Nymiac mate.And  then  something rose up from behind Mina’s heart-shaped ass, lazily  flicking back and forth through the air. A long, slender appendage, swaying from side to side as Mina seemingly tried to make him stare at the thick, bell-shaped end, made up of multiple parts that could apparently fold or flex outwards.“What the—” he began, only for Mina to laugh, and a pair of familiar hands to clap over Izuku’s mouth from behind.“Now, now,” Shoko purred into his ear, having apparently coalesced from her true form into her human one to surprise him, “Is that any way to greet your newest  breeder, mate of mine?”Mina let out a throaty chuckle at the word  “breeder,”  while Izuku, used to  that  little Nymiac foible too, just sighed. He still couldn’t look away from the  tail that Mina had sprouted out of nowhere. Compared to that, the fact that the pink girl was sporting a pair of fat, bouncy E-cup t@ts and an ass she could probably kill a man with was just par for the course.“Shoko,” he said flatly as she removed her hand from his mouth. “What the  f@ck did you do to Mina?”Mina tittered, flicking her tail in the air to give Izuku an even better look. She tilted the bulbous tip towards him, and he saw its four thick petals  peel  apart, revealing a moist, pinkish, meaty interior, one that  dripped with fluids. It almost looked like…like…“Isn’t it obvious?” Shoko asked. “I gave her a tailp@ssy.”Izuku turned towards his alien mate so slowly, it seemed as though he should be creaking with controlled effort. In an achingly soft, long-suffering voice, he whispered, “A  what now?” Shoko tossed her hair as she smirked at him, and in her eyes, Izuku saw the gleaming, deranged madness of an immortal being of pure s@xuality. There was no reason behind it, no logic, nothing but absolute f@ck@ng  depravity.  “A  tailp@ssy,  babe,” she purred, crossing the room to run a hand up the entirely new, fully prehensile limb she’d attached to Mina Ashido for s@xual purposes. With the tip still flared open for Izuku to stare at, Shoko managed to work two fingers inside, and Mina let out a gasp of pleasure. It seemed that the tail was in fact just as sensitive as her  actual  p@ssy. “It’s a tail, with a  p@ssy on the end. One that you’re going to stick your d@ck inside, and fill up with c@m.”Izuku was completely, utterly silent. He’d seen some pretty wild alien s@x b@llsh@t already—or so he’d thought. And yet the word  “tailp@ssy” still managed to completely f@ck@ng break his brain.“I feel like this is self-explanatory, honestly,” Shoko mused. “I mean,  look at this thing! Don’t tell me you don’t want to stuff it full of your c@ck!”Using two fingers, she spread Mina’s tailp@ssy wide, giving Izuku a look at just how  perfectly  it mimicked the pink, moist interior of an  actual  p@ssy. Mina moaned again, a sultry, throaty sound that suggested she was  very happy with this whole arrangement.In fact, soon Mina was stepping forwards, her long tail—which extended seamlessly from just above her ass, the same color and texture as her perfect pink skin almost all the way up to the flaring bell of the tailp@ssy itself—slowly curling around Izuku’s waist, pulling him tight to the newly-enhanced curves of her body.“Oh, don’t worry, Izuku,” Mina purred, dusky purple nipples rubbing against his chest as she ran a hand—and the tip of her tailp@ssy—over Izuku’s crotch, quickly encouraging his c@ck to stiffen. “I’m gonna give you a  real  close look at it. Let you see exactly what  depraved  modifications you let Shoko make to me. But first…I think I’ll show you the  other upgrade your s@xy alien mate gave me.”With one hand, Mina turned Izuku’s head to face her. Smirking deeply—the second most intense seductive smile Izuku had seen, behind only Shoko herself—she pressed her lips to his in a long, deep kiss.And when she pulled back, Mina opened her mouth wide, and a  second pair of lips emerged from her throat. Izuku tried to rear back in shock, but Mina’s new tail held him in place. He babbled something as Mina, her golden eyes glowing with laughter, began sinking down to her knees.She pulled her  pharyngeal jaws  back inside her mouth, and smirked at him. “Like what you see,  babe?” she asked as her fingers began to tug at the hem of his pants. “Wanna learn what it feels like to get your c@ck sucked by two mouths, one inside the other?”Izuku  whimpered.  “Mina…that’s…I…” he stammered.  “God.” Mina snickered. “What makes you think God  had anything to do with this?” she asked, her mouth opening wide to reveal that plush, elongated set of lips, equipped with their very own tongue. Plusher, softer, and differently shaped than Mina’s actual lips and jaws, it was clear that  this  pair had only one purpose; sucking c@ck. Specifically, sucking  Izuku’s c@ck.Pharyngeal bl@wj@b jaws. Shoko had given Mina  pharyngeal bl@wj@b jaws. Izuku would’ve complained. He honestly tried to turn his head to look at Shoko to do just that. But unfortunately, at that exact moment Mina managed to get his pants off, and by the time he felt her double sets of lips nuzzle against his c@ck, she’d  also managed to snake her tailp@ssy up to his mouth, inviting him to get a good first taste of Shoko’s newest depraved masterpiece.And, hey, he might as well, right? Izuku knew there was no point arguing with Shoko. She knew  exactly how to convince him to go along with her insane sex ideas.He soon felt Mina’s pharyngeal jaws part around his c@ck, wrapping it up in moist, hot suction. A hiss escaped Izuku’s lips as the sensation of a  double bl@wj@b given by a single woman overwhelmed him. “F@ck, Mina,” he hissed, rooting one hand in Mina’s curly pink hair as she began to greedily bob her head back and forth, golden eyes twinkling with amusement at the look on his face. “God, don’t f@ck@ng stop…”Naturally, Mina seemed to have no intentions of doing that. If anything, she sped up. Every time she pulled her head back, her secondary bl@wj@b jaws stayed suctioned onto Izuku’s c@ck, providing the most bizarrely erotic sight Izuku had ever seen as Mina’s cheeks hollowed and her lips extended all the way down to the base of his c@ck.Izuku was so focused on watching Mina work herself into a c@cks@ck@ng frenzy, he didn’t notice the  other woman in the room until one of her arms was around his neck, her hand was wrapped tight around the base of his c@ck, and her naked, shimmering body was pressed up against him.“You enjoying her bl@wj@b lips, babe?” Shoko murmured into his ear, her voice breathy and giggling as Mina  glurked her way up and down Izuku’s c@ck. “You having fun watching her work your d@ck?”As Izuku groaned in response, Shoko shifted her hand from Izuku’s c@ck to Mina’s coiling tailp@ssy, which obediently peeled open for her to work two fingers into. Mina’s eyes fluttered, and her whole body rippled at the sensation of being tail-p@ssy-finger-f@ck@d, a moan vibrating its way through her pharyngeal jaws and along Izuku’s c@ck.Shoko laughed hungrily at the sight of both her mate and his newest breeder struggling to control themselves at the slightest touch of her fingers. “That’s right, little sl@t, f@ck@ng  suck  that c@ck,” she told Mina, easily sinking to her knees to get a front row seat to watch Mina do just that. “Get  real  comfortable with your double lips around my mate’s fat f@ck@ng shaft. You’ll be doing this a  lot  from now on. Our very own living bl@wj@b dispenser. Maybe if you’re  really good, I’ll let you get f@ck@d in your tailp@ssy.”Shoko’s words apparently made Mina decide to work even  harder to milk Izuku’s c@ck, because she immediately doubled her pace, bobbing up and down Izuku’s c@ck so quickly that drool went flying from her second set of lips, dripping down her naked, remodeled body, onto her expanded, jiggly t@ts.Izuku managed to tamp down the groans of pleasure escaping his mouth just long enough to tell Shoko, “I think you’re enjoying this a little  too much, babe.”No sooner had the dry, sarcastic words left Izuku’s lips than Shoko looked up at him and  smirked.  Without saying a word, her eyes filled with complete and utter lewd madness, she  slammed  Mina face first down onto his d@ck, making the pink girl go cross eyed as her muffled squeal turning into an obscene  glurking  noise, her pharyngeal jaws—and her throat—stuffed to the absolute  brim with thick, throbbing c@ckmeat. Even as Mina received her very first introduction to the wonderful world of deepthroating, Shoko didn’t even deign to look at her. Instead, she fixed Izuku with an expression so utterly deranged, it transcended the limitations of mortals. It was a wide-eyed, bare-fanged,  glowing  look of supreme sex alien debauchery. It was the look of a Nymiac Integrator  on a f@ck@ng roll.  “Babe,”  Shoko tutted, her words easily audible even over the muffled sounds of Mina gleefully choking herself on Izuku’s c@ck, “I’m the culmination of six billion years of genetic engineering. More generations of my species have been born, raised, and bred than your puny human mind can even  imagine,  growing ever more skilled and powerful, shaping our genetic code ever closer to perfection, all for a single, unstoppable purpose:  enjoying the f@ck  out of exactly this scenario.”Izuku…couldn’t really even  begin to comprehend that, and was honestly way too f@ck@ng scared of his kinda-sorta-girlfriend to even try, so he instead chose to do the much more logical and straightforward thing: c@mm@ng his brains out right down Mina’s modified throat.Shoko’s fingers never stopped plunging into Mina’s wagging tailp@ssy as the poor pink girl’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she came herself even as she greedily gulped down spurt after spurt of Izuku’s c@m, her secondary jaws  pulsing  along the length of his shaft seemingly all on their own. Shoko laughed as Mina whined, releasing Izuku’s c@ck and pulling her bl@wj@b jaws back into her throat with a  slurp. “D-did you  have  to make my tailp@ssy so f@ck@ng  sensitive?”  she gasped as she rode out the aftershocks of her own hands-free @rg@sm, the long, bulbous appendage wriggling in Shoko’s grip. While Mina seemed to have near-total control of her new tail, she apparently wasn’t quite used to just how  good it felt to have it fingered, judging by how much the tail was wagging in Shoko’s hands.For her part, Shoko just laughed. “Mina,” she tutted, “It goes against my species’ religion to give you anything less than the most mindblowing @rg@sms any human has ever experienced.”Mina blinked. “Can I join your religion?” she finally asked. “Because that sounds like a pretty sweet deal.”Shoko’s answering grin was all teeth. “Of course,” she said airily. “Now here, let’s get your womb  baptized.” With her unnatural strength, she picked Mina up and  tossed her onto the couch, flipping her onto all fours and splaying her legs to present her sopping wet pussy to Izuku, who was quickly finding his second wind.And yet, despite what she’d just said, Shoko didn’t spread Mina’s pussy lips apart, eager to guide Izuku’s c@ck into yet another fertile, willing hole. Instead, she devoted her attention to Mina’s wriggling, eager tailpussy, which  dripped with arousal, its petals spread wide to reveal the moist, tight hole at its center.Shoko tilted her head as Izuku simply stared at Mina’s tailpussy, which was rapidly extending itself towards the tip of his dripping c@ck. “Hello? Babe?” she asked her mate dryly. “You gonna f@ck this sl@t’s fertile holes or not?”Izuku blinked. “I, uh…” he said. “I thought you were saying you wanted Mina’s womb involved?”Shoko rolled her eyes.  “Babe,”  she said patiently. “Do you  really  think that I’d go to all the trouble of giving Mina an entirely new hole to f@ck, and  not connect it to her womb so that when you c@m inside it you’re one hundred percent guaranteed to knock her up?”Izuku fell silent. At last, he said, “You really do have a breeding kink, don’t you?”Shoko raised an eyebrow.  “Kink?”  she asked, sounding mildly offended. “I don’t have a breeding  kink.  I have a breeding  obsession.  An  addiction.  My  literal existence  is predicated on making sure you, Izuku Midoriya, turn as many females as possible of as many species as possible into broodmares for your offspring. It’s my f@ck@ng  purpose in life.  I want to watch you  breed,  Izuku. Breed me, breed these human sl@ts, breed as many alien b@tch@s as we can get our hands on. I want to watch you f@ck your way down a row of pregnant p@ss@@s, human, alien, and everything in between, all while fingering my  own  pregnant c@nt and fantasizing about the  next  baby you’ll put in me. And I want to do that  f@ck@ng forever.  Now, stick that fat alien c@ck in this b@tch’s tailpussy, and  put. A. Baby. In. Her.” Izuku would have tried to hold off a little longer, tried to make sure that Mina was  really  on board with becoming a mom via tailpussy c@m-slurping, but she made that decision before he could even consider asking. With a moan of  “GOD PLEASE JUST KNOCK ME UUUUPPPP,”  Mina’s tailpussy  whipped  backwards, spread wide, and  slammed itself onto Izuku’s c@ck, engulfing his length so fast it was like watching a starving animal lunge at a morsel of food.In the blink of an eye, Izuku found himself struggling just to  comprehend  the sensations of Mina’s tailpussy squeezing and squelching around his c@ck. The whole length of the depraved appendage was  wriggling  in ecstasy and excitement as she worked it back and forth, the walls rippling as Izuku either f@ck@d Mina’s tailpussy, or Mina’s tailpussy f@ck@d  him. Honestly, he wasn’t sure which one was more accurate.Shoko leaned in closer, seemingly determined to get the best possible look at Mina’s fleshy tail greedily pistoning up and down Izuku’s c@ck, her eyes firmly locked on the point where pink tailpussy gave way to c@ckflesh. “F@ck  yeah,” she crooned, running a hand up the curve of Mina’s spine as the pink woman f@ck@d herself silly on Izuku’s d@ck without it ever entering her pussy. “F@ck@ng  work  that tailcunt, sl@t.  Earn your load of thick, sticky c@m to knock you up.”Mina let out a gasping, shuddering moan as her tail twitched, the shiver running up its length and into her fat, clapping ass. “Do…do you do sh@t like this to  all  the girls you f@ck with Izuku?” she whimpered between jerks and thrusts. “T-turn them into…into…oh,  fuckkkk…” Shoko laughed as she worked her fingers into Mina’s pussy and @ssh@l@ at the same time, cutting off whatever she had planned to say next. “Didn’t you  see  Katsumi, little sl@t?” she asked. “If I have my way, that’ll be the fate of  all  of you heroines. Modified, f@ck@d, and  bred silly.  All those incredible genes, all that power, all those perfect, sexy bodies…my mate’s gonna fuck them all. And I’m gonna  help.” Izuku…probably should’ve said something at that point. But before he could muster up the brainpower to even protest, Shoko grabbed Mina by the hips, and  flipped  her, dragging Izuku along with him. It was easy to forget, when she wore the slender, supple form of a supermodel, that Shoko’s biology was literally pure, condensed  power.  While Izuku could win a wrestling match with her if he used his quirk, if he didn’t, and Shoko was actually  trying, she would win every time.The next time Izuku could find his bearings, he was no longer f@ck@ng Mina doggystyle…or whatever you called f@ck@ng a tailpussy from behind. Instead, Shoko had pulled Mina atop him as he laid on the couch, her legs straddling his head as her tail twitched and wagged in the air, her tailpussy winking and drooling at its tip.Izuku gazed up at Mina’s flushed, wanton face as Shoko lowered the pink girl down onto him, clearly intending to make Mina sit on his face. For a moment, he found himself struck by the sheer  insanity  of this situation. He’d been friends with Mina for years, fought through a war with her, become heroes alongside her. And now, years after accepting that the beautiful, vivacious pink girl was nothing  more than a friend, here she was f@ck@ng herself stupid on his c@ck, begging for him to knock her up.He’d have been even more contemplative about it, of course, if Mina’s pussy hadn’t promptly seated itself over his lips as she lowered herself down. Izuku immediately understood that he had much more important things to be doing than reflecting on years past. Instead, he immediately started slurping greedily at Mina’s drooling, eager pussy—her regular pussy. Her  tailpussy was already being put right back to use taking his c@ck.Mina  squealed as Shoko guided Izuku’s c@ck right back into her tailpussy, which wasted no time in greedily sinking all the way down to the hilt, bouncing and jerking so quickly it was nearly a blur.“O-Oh  God!” Mina babbled, her hands clutching fistfuls of Izuku’s hair as her hips rocked against his mouth and her tailpussy stuffed itself with c@ck. “H-he’s gonna make me—”A supple, pale hand curved around Mina’s gorgeous, wiggling hips, across her flat, toned pink belly, curling down towards her throbbing little cl@t. It didn’t touch her there—not yet. Another hand curled around from the opposite side, arcing up towards her fat, expanded t@ts. And then a face appeared over her shoulder. Shoko’s face, simpering and smirking, in total control of the situation. And, just as promised, a little bit  mean.  She’d pressed herself right up against Mina from behind, her own t@ts squished against the pink girl’s back, in between where Mina was riding Izuku’s face and f@ck@ng his c@ck with her tailpussy. Mina’s tail curled down  beneath Shoko, its thick, bumpy length providing the perfect surface for Shoko to grind her own sopping wet pussy against as she tormented her newest breeding victim.“Oh?” she cooed, her lips against Mina’s ear. “What’s he gonna  do,  little sl@t? Is he, perhaps, going to make you  c@m?” Shoko’s sweet, simpering words were suddenly drowned out by two sounds: a brief  crackle  of golden, flashing power from her fingers pressing against Mina’s cl@t, and a wordless, mindless howl of @rg@smic ecstasy from Mina, as the sudden supernova of pleasure shooting through her body from the slightest taste of Nymiac power finally tipped her over the edge. As she @rg@smed, Izuku tasted a gush of pussy juices on his tongue, which he eagerly slurped up, enjoying the feeling of Mina’s thighs clamping around his head as her whole body  shook with pleasure, her tailpussy clenching and writhing in unholy ways around his c@ck.Mina got absolutely zero time to recover; she was still clenching her teeth in wide-eyed, drooling post-climax bliss when Shoko’s fingers started to spark again. She had just enough time to widen her eyes before she began to scream again, this time even more powerfully.Shoko  laughed.  It was a deranged sound, almost  evil  in its sheer disregard for Mina’s poor overworked human synapses. Shoko was no longer undercover. She was no longer infiltrating or disguising what she truly was. She was a Nymiac in all her glory, an immortal, nigh-omnipotent being of pure depravity. She wasn’t  integrating humanity  or  furthering her plans. She was turning this another sapient being into her own personal instrument, to play and strum until it made beautiful, beautiful music. “This is what you  do  now, silly sl@t,” Shoko told Mina as the poor girl began to @rg@sm again at the slightest touch. “You  c@m…” Another flood of pussy juices greeted Izuku’s tongue as he ate Mina out ever more frantically, trying to hold off on his own climax as Mina’s tailpussy did unimaginable things to his c@ck. He knew a climactic moment when he saw one. Literally.Shoko’s voice filled the air. “And  c@m…” Mina’s previous @rg@sm hadn’t even  ended  before Shoko’s powers made her climax again. An  unholy  sound erupted from her modified lips, her secondary jaws stretching open as she experienced something no human female had ever experienced before: the full force of a Nymiac’s @rg@sm powers. Judging from the way her whole body had gone rigid, her back arching so much that Izuku had to hold her hips to keep her pussy within tongue-lapping range, she was going to  remember the experience.Unless Shoko broke her mind forever, as Izuku started to worry she might when his mate continued, “And  c@m,  over and over again. It’s what you’re f@ck@ng  made for, sl@t. Our own little c@mdrunk orgasm-b@tch.”The triple-layered orgasm, and the spasming,  squirming  things it caused Mina’s tailpussy to do on Izuku’s c@ck, finally overwhelmed Izuku, as well. With a groan, he came, his cock  pumping  spurt after spurt of thick, sticky j@zz up into Mina’s greedy, slurping tailpussy. He heard a  gurgling sound as the appendage drank in every drop, squeezing it up through her tail, and all the way into her womb, where, Izuku knew already, Shoko had carefully and deliberately placed an egg for it to fertilize.He’d just knocked Mina Ashido up. He’d just put a baby inside her, via her  f@ck@ng tailpussy. Izuku stared up at the ceiling—or, more accurately, at the mismatched, blue and gray eyes of his alien mate, which were filling his vision as Shoko finally allowed Mina to collapse in a boneless, cum-stuffed heap on top of him.“You enjoying yourself there, babe?” Shoko cooed, pressing a kiss to Izuku’s cheek as she ran a hand through Mina’s long, fluffy pink hair. “That makes  four  b@tch@s you’ve bred. Me, Kacchan, Fuyumi, and now Mina.”With a superhuman effort, Izuku fought through his desire to  sleep to fix Shoko with a dry, sarcastic look.“She won’t be the last one, will she?” he asked rhetorically.The chuckle that Shoko responded with as she curled up alongside him and Mina, her perfect, sculpted body slotting perfectly against the tableau of sweaty, sticky human skin, was the most  predatory thing Izuku had heard in a very long time.“No, babe,” she purred. “No, she will not.”With that, Izuku  finally drifted off to sleep, Mina’s tailpussy still gently rippling around his softening cock. He was fully aware that he would probably wake up to find Mina f@ck@ng him again with Shoko’s help, or maybe the other way around. But honestly, at this point he figured that maybe he should just sit back and enjoy the wild depraved alien breeding sex.After all, what was the worst that could happen?
   Planet Vintra, Capital of the Vintran Commonwealth 
Deep in the halls of the Grand Parliamentary Hall that housed the elected body which determined law for the fifteen billion Vinae of the Vintran Commonwealth, there was a room which was off limits to all but a select few members of the Chancellor’s Cabinet. Used only for the gravest and most dire of occasions, none who set foot in it ever wished to do so again.Today, it was full to capacity.A screen on the far end of the room went dark at last, the end of a Rialz news broadcast about the recent Champion’s Challenge still echoing through the room.The first to speak was the Chancellor of the Vintran Commonwealth herself. Respected and well-established, she had held her position for well over six standard galactic years—two terms of office—and had a reputation among her people for steady, sure leadership. Her twelve-point antlers were imposing, sweeping back over her head as she folded her slender, four-fingered hands together.“Allow me to restate the obvious,” she said primly, her voice controlled, upright, and proper, as befitted a pureblooded Vinae of good breeding and refinement. “An unknown alien defeated the Champion of the Rialz in single combat on Arizalla. In a single blow. His—we are assuming the individual was male—species is unknown. Their location is unknown. And the potential threat posed to the purity of our race is unknown.”The room was deadly silent. None of the Cabinet members spoke—but the Chancellor was not addressing them. Rather, the woman was speaking to half a dozen shadowy figures displayed on floor-to-ceiling screens around the perimeter of the room.These were the First Families, the purest, most elite of the old Vinae aristocracy which still exerted subtle but deep influence within the Vintran Commonwealth. True, the government was  ostensibly  elected, and for a member of the First Families to  openly  defy democratic procedure was unseemly to the highest degree, but at the same time, some things, such as the purity of the ancient Vinae bloodline, were simply too  important to be left to the whims of the common-born, alien-tainted body politic. No Chancellor would have ever dreamed of confronting such a situation without the guidance and input of the Vinae’s purest scions.A shadowed figure, visible only in outline, spoke from one of the screens. “A concerning development indeed, Chancellor,” a female voice agreed. “But for the sake of argument, I must ask— how concerning?”The Chancellor inclined her head. It was both a gesture of acknowledgement, and a referral of the answer to two of her cabinet: the Minister of War, a male Vinae—rather unusual, as males were typically considered the less combative gender, for all that the Vinae had essentially no gender dimorphism—with two broken-off points on his antlers, and the Minister of Purity, a matronly, severe Vinae whose ten-point antlers made her nearly as imposing as the Chancellor.The Minister of War spoke first. “From analysis of the footage, this individual delivered a blow comparable to the small-caliber mass driver standard on a heavy armored ground vehicle,” he said, his voice soft and effeminate by most species’ standards, as all Vinae voices were, but a rough, gritty, battle-hardened cadence to this particular audience. “And it didn’t seem as though this was anywhere near the limits of his capability. While we have no indication of how representative he is of his species, the idea of that much power in a single individual is…worrying.”As the room of senior Vinae leadership processed  that, attention shifted to the Minister of Purity. Where most other Ministers in this room held sway over domains that directly translated to those of other species—War, Agriculture, Transportation, Justice, and the like—the Minister of Purity was unique to the Vinae. Charged with protecting the illustrious, precious genetic and cultural heritage of the Vinae against the seething, mongrel hordes of intergalactic society. Part border guard, part high priestess, and part morality police, the Minister of Purity was, perhaps, the second most powerful position in the Vintran government.In this case, the Minister, the very image of matronly Vinae wisdom, scanned the room with her glinting compound eyes, and spoke in the commanding, professional tones of a woman who had spent her whole life in a war against unseemly, impure elements. “As my esteemed colleague has so insightfully commented, this individual’s… potency  is incredible,” she began, the slightest hint of a disdainful sneer in her words. “His strength, his presence, the way he carries himself…whatever his species, I can tell just by  looking  that they revel in  impurity.” The Minister turned to the Chancellor, a gravely serious look on her face. “With all due respect, I must disagree with you on a single point, Chancellor,” she said primly. “We  can  estimate the risk this revelation poses to the purity of our people. It is…  extreme.” The mood in the room shifted, then. It grew graver, more serious…but there was a hint of something  else, too. Something that went unsaid, but not unnoticed. A shudder. Perhaps it was of fear—fear of just what might happen, should this new, unstoppable species discover the Vinae before they were ready.One of the First Families’ representatives made a curious noise. “What is the basis of your assessment, Minister?” she asked.The Minister of Purity was on a roll, now. Thumping the table, she growled, “Just  look  at him! The power, the effortless strength, the way he  revels  in dominating those who try to oppose him! The way he breaks the greatest champion of the  Rialz  like a child breaks a twig! The most  impure  of all species we have ever encountered, and they are  helpless before him!”Another shiver ran around the room at that. The Vinae and the Rialz had a… strained relationship at the best of times. For two species that were so opposed in temperaments, there was really no other way it could be. Ever since the First Contact between them had nearly ended with the death of the entire Rialz diplomatic mission for reasons too terrible to contemplate, the Rialz had regarded the Vinae with disgust, suspicion, and outright disdain. The feeling was quite mutual; the Vinae found their galactic neighbors to be brutish, crude, and violent, impure in all the ways the Vinae could think of.And now there was a species even  more impure? More powerful? The thought was…terrifying.Another of the First Families spoke. “A concerning possibility,” the woman allowed. “Do you have a proposed response, Chancellor?”Attention focused back on the Chancellor, whose insectoid face was set into a grave, determined expression.“I do,” she declared. “I propose we initiate contact with the First Seed as our primary agent on the ground.”The room went fully, deadly silent for a long moment. Nobody in the room seemed quite sure that they had heard the Chancellor correctly.The Minister of Purity was the first to recover. Her voice wasn’t quite  approving, but it wasn’t horrified, either. “The First Seed is the most premier and renowned young purebreed in the whole of the Commonwealth,” she said. “Are you truly willing to risk the finest exemplar of Vinae purity the Pureseed Academy has ever produced on a first contact mission? Billions of Vinae look to her as a symbol of a pure, untainted vision for Vintra. If she falls to the corruption and impurity of these aliens…”Another shiver of horror passed through the room.  Surely it was horror.The Chancellor did not falter. “Indeed,” she agreed. “But that is why we need  her. She is the only one whose strength of will and commitment to purity might allow her to withstand this alien’s depravity. Shall we put it to a vote?”All the ministers nodded, and raised their four-fingered hands. The representatives of the First Families raised their own, too.“Very well, then,” the Chancellor said, when the measure had passed. “I will contact the First Seed immediately, and begin preparing her for her mission. Meeting adjourned.”And so, though she did not know it, the Chancellor set in motion a series of events that, in the end, galactic history would come to know as the Fall of Vintra.
  
  

    
      
        
        
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