Recovery

When you finally recovered, you slid your crotch backward. Looking down, you saw Mari's face was slick with your juices. Her eyes were shut, but she was beginning to wake up. Shortly afterward, the chair tilted, placing her back into the original position.

Meanwhile, the small robot had begun fishing the seeds out of the tub, lifting them out with its grabber arm, and washing them off with its hose attachment. Once cleaned, each seed was placed in a nearby receptacle and sent pneumatically through a tube out of the room. When it was finished, the robot announced, "Delivery is complete. You may leave now."

Mari had finally regained enough strength to stand up. Amazingly, her abdomen looked tight and fit, showing no stretch marks or any signs at all that her tummy had just been filled with a dozen Feeler seeds. The Cunis' bodies were remarkable. Women on Earth would pay virtually anything to look like that immediately after delivery. Mari turned to look at you and asked, "Sky like?"

Was she referring to the delivery, or the sexual encounter? You were still coming to grips with the fact that Mari had given you an amazing orgasm. For now keeping it simple was probably the best option. "Yes," you replied in a softer tone than usual. Rather than discuss that, you decided to try changing the topic. "How are you feeling?"

"Mari feel good, but also hungry and thirsty," she replied. "Mari go to dining room next. Sky want to join?"

"I appreciate the offer, but I am going to my quarters," you countered. Right now, you just wanted to be alone. This had been a crazy day, and you needed time to process everything that had happened.

"Aw, OK," she responded, with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Mari see Sky tomorrow?" she inquired.

Mari had offered to help show you how to prune and harvest the Feeler. "Tomorrow," you agreed. Hopefully, this sexual encounter with Mari in the delivery room wouldn't complicate things.