Venus Aa'Reela: Beneath Twin Milkers by AJ DinoRokski & Amanda Clover

Author:AJ DinoRokski & Amanda Clover [DinoRokski, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2023-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4:

Really Tough Customers

The hyper bikes rumbled to a halt in front of Venus, the exhaust from their plasma burners hitting her with downdrafts of hot air that sent her blonde hair swirling. The bikes lowered their landing struts and one-by-one they settled to the ground in a whirl of hot, dry dust. The engines wheezed and sputtered and cut out.

The hyper bike riders dismounted. Venus took an unconscious step back. They were all green-skinned and clad in scavenged metal, spikes, pieces of old ceramic armor, and leather. Leather straps held it all in place. One of them was almost as big as a man, another was absolutely enormous, and the third was not even half the size of Venus. All three had heavy brows and long, pointed ears. Suggesting they were related, even if they were not the same exact species.

Their leader was a rather handsome star orc. His sleeveless armored suit ended at his hairless, olive green chest to show off his washboard abs and bulging biceps. Dark, moody brows arched above red eyes, and he had a cocky smile on his face that Venus found instantly appealing.

“Hello there, beautiful,” grunted the orc, slowly admiring Venus and her luscious, nude body. “The name is Spike Blackheart... and these... are the Dust Hawgs.”

“Venus Aa’Reela,” said Venus. “This is Frenzode... he...where did he go?”

She looked around and saw the little wrinkly alien peering fearfully out of the hatch of his ship.

“Hey pretty lady! I name Guff,” said the huge star troll, stepping forward and holding out a hand as big as Venus’ chest. She took it and gingerly shook a big finger.

“Hello, Mr. Guff,” said Venus.

“DOCTOR Guff,” corrected Guff. “Dr. Guff Tuggers.”

“It’s an honorary degree,” said Spike with a roll of his eyes. “ He just likes to wear the high helmet.”

“And who are you, little fella?” asked Venus, crouching to be even with the star goblin, her massive jugs squishing against her thighs.

“Jeff Reddee! Service you real good,” said the goblin, throwing a sloppy salute to his forehead and standing at a crooked attention. Venus could not help but notice the rather large bulge in the goblin’s trousers for such a small alien.

“Well, nice to meet you all,” said Venus. “I’m earning some extra money by washing ships. Would you like me to do your bikes?” she smiled.

“Bikes? Hmmmmm,” Spike rubbed his course, square jaw, still ogling Venus. “Well, we just raided a caravan of spice smugglers out in the desert. So we do have some cash. But we like our bikes with a bit of... seasoning. So how about instead of cleanin’ our rides, why don’t you clean us up?” Spike’s cocky grin turned into a tusky smile.

“Yeah, you give us wash, we give you wash,” said Jeff, licking his lips with an exceptionally long, thick veined tongue.

“I wash lady! I wash lady!” suggested Dr. Tuggers. “Soapy, soapy. Make you clean. Pffbbbbpttt!” Doc Tuggers finished, violently shaking his massive skull back and forth.

“Back off, Doc. This isn’t one

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