Charles picks his present

Charles got dressed while Paran cleaned the bed before she only put on her pants, mostly to keep Charles cum in her ass, leaving her breasts free and bare for Charles viewing pleasure. Once they were both done, Paran led Charles deeper into the ship toward where she kept Charles presents.

Charles looked around in wonder, seeing as when he was first brought on he was out of it due to medication and had only been in a normal officer's bedroom since that while nice hadn't been all that different from a fancy room on earth, but now as he went about the smaller vessel he got to see a few devices as they glowed and whirled about doing whatever they did, and for a little bit Charles lost himself in wonder.

Though he did find his attention always drawn back to his mommy paran as he called her now just to be on the safe side since he was totally dependent on her. His eyes kept being drawn to her rear as it seemed to swallow her pants, and Paran added a bit of twist to her steps, so Charles got to watch as her ass jiggled with each step.

Eventually the two worked their way to where the paran had left Charles presents. "I hope you like my gifts, precious angel, and if none of them turn out to be your preference, just tell momma what your preference is, and I'll be sure to get it." Paran said in a sweet but worried tone, afraid that she wouldn't have what Charles would like.

Charles was a bit confused at first, wondering why she would be worried so much about not having his preferred scifi weapon, as far as he was considered any kind of blaster would do. That thought lasted until she brought him into the room where his presents were, and he saw his mom's gifts, which were several female Thanagarian enforcers from the looks of them. He had seen them in the mines; they were just wearing a much fancier version of the regular armor he had seen.

All the women were chained to the wall in what looked like the cargo hold for whatever ship they were on. Charles didn't really know, but what he did know was that it was strange that all of them, without exception, were staring straight at him with a loving motherly smile.

"So, my dear Charles, which one would you like to sample first?" Paran said, leaning forward as she gestured along the room to all the chained women as if they were nothing more than toys for Charles to enjoy, which Charles supposed Paran only saw as toys for him. Charles was beginning to suspect that besides him, she no longer saw anyone as a person, and as far as she was considered, these women were nothing more than kitty rides for her little boy to enjoy.

With that disturbing thought rattling around in his head, Charles figured he should pick one soon before the Paran assumed he didn't like any and told him to go to bed while she did something drastic to the defunct presents. He pointed to the nearest one on his right, and Paran quickly unchained from the wall and had chains rebound behind her as she led the woman to the bedroom.

The present, a blond Thanagarian woman, was surprisingly submissive and moved a little fast as they walked back to the bedroom as if she were eager to share Charles bed, and that was because, unknown to both Paran and Charles, the whole ship was filled with only eager battle mommies.

Because unknown to the two earlier, when Charles was having his panic attack earlier, he had begun to release his special brain waves that traveled and bounced around the entire ship, which obviously included where the Thanagarian women were kept. So they had been rewired to be Charles eager mommies willing to do slutty and horrific things for their precious boy.

Sadly, though, they couldn't even see their precious boy locked up as they were. So they were very happy to see their boy healthy and happy if the cum dripping from paran pants were anything to go by. They watched eagerly as he began to choose who he'd take to share his bed tonight along with Paran.

The sad part is that Paran gagged them to prevent them from killing themselves by swallowing their own tongs. So they couldn't even make their case, or Charles would have heard how eager his presents were to be good toys. So the others watched as one of them was chosen and were sad that they weren't but were ultimately okay with it in the end, for soon enough they would all help their precious boy.