Your tongue

Illiana smiles at you. "Remarkable job Mira. With an army of them and a few more specialized races, our conquest of the universe will be inevitable. Now a little celebration. Come taste me."

It is a command you are eager to obey. You lick and tease her clit, while sliding two fingers intp her pussy. You are exceedingly skilled and she is moaning from pleasure within minutes. She comes, excreting her delicious juices. You lick her clean.

"Once again Mira, you do not disappoint. Now I think it's time for Vess to join our little team."

You and Gloss approach his cell. Vess is pale and gaunt. He stares at you with dead frightened eyes.

"No need to worry Vess, soon you'll be free of those dark impulses. We can do what the confederacy can not."

"Stay away! I have no wish to part with my darkness."

You open the cell and lower the **** field. "I'm afraid you have **** in this matter Vess."

He runs at you. He is quick, but not quick enough. You pull the trigger and he falls to the ground, looking even more harrowed.

You and Gloss put him in the tube.

Illiana looks at you. "Well, what are you waiting for, make him one of us!"