The Breeder's Guide to the Galaxy

Prologue

The Will of the universe has given me life to save our galaxy from demise. To be specific, I must impregnate the Sun. As perfect biological plasma, which takes on any hurdle, be it absolute zero, molten lava, or a meteorite shower. On my way to the Sun, which is slowly turning into a black hole, I took on the shape of a white shapeless substance. Carelessly and easily I suddenly stumbled upon a resistance against my will to move forward towards the solar system. An external has stopped me from moving. In my still state I took on my humanoid appearance and tried searching for the cause of the which made me stop. I didn’t need to look for long as I suddenly heard a voice inside my head. It was my master, the Will, who has sent me on my mission to create a new Sun for the planets. It told me that the plan had changed. The problem wasn’t only the sun turning into a black hole, but as it turns out the male specimen of every complex being on each planet had also ceased existing. Bluntly, even if I restored the Sun and its warmth, the humanoids still couldn’t procreate. First, I’ll have to make sure that there is a new generation of offspring, mostly consisting of male specimen, for the sake of survival. My first stop is the beautiful ball of ice Pluto.

On this icy planet I found only one place with active life forms, but that was on the side where the sun didn’t shine. The unfriendly climate was now topped with never-ending dusk. The capital’s crowded community was placed on a giant, oval shaped colonnade. The pillars were shaved from ice and richly decorated. Pluto’s inhabitants lived beyond those pillars in small igloo-like huts, which had bigger entrances, but no doors; instead it was covered by a curtain. This might be the reason, why a shriek had reached my ears as soon as I left the colonnade. The wind carried the sound of a pair thoroughly enjoying themselves from one of the huts. I got closer filled with curiosity and moved the curtain. In the only room of the hut a blue fire burned. In its light I saw two short, but still nicely endowed bodies. They looked like dwarves. With their skinny fingers they wildly played with each other’s nipples, while licking the ear or the lips of the other. The movements were those of skilled, mature individuals. They had been doing it for quite some time, judging by the sticky surface on the floor. They always tried to get on top of the other, this way they had playfully tumbled through the whole room. They moved towards the curtain, they had noticed me now and were staring at me. Since I was a plasma that changes shape to match its environment, my body had taken the shape of these humanoids. My skin was also light blue, only my body hair and eyes were of a darker tint. Nevertheless, they were surprised by my appearance; they hadn’t seen a male specimen in a while. One of them touched my limp penis. The touch was so cold that I jumped and slipped on the frozen bodily fluids on the floor and fell. After falling, I got hard to which the girls jumped on me. One of them took an interest in my nipples. Her skill of pleasing the upper half of the body showed its full , I felt all tingly from her finger work and her soft lips’ suckling. She used her tongue too, gentle at first, in a circular motion, then with her teeth she pulled on my skin. A real nipple professional. In contrast to this, the other girl, who had taken on my lower half, seemed to be confused. I guess she had never seen one before. Clueless, she gripped it by the bottom half and sometimes cut into my skin with her nails, where it hurts. She had inspected the cylinder-shaped object for a long time, after which she slowly opened her mouth and with a great understanding of the shape, she put it in her mouth. Her mouth proved to be a bit small because my shape-shifting had made the perfect tool for procreation, nothing else. I yelled out. Thanks to the other girl who was still playing with my upper body, I felt that I was about to ejaculate. Soon my semen burst out, the lower half girl had taken it out of her mouth in time and my seed flew freely. Unfortunately, Pluto’s cold didn’t spare my cum either. In a triangular shape it had frozen on the ceiling. I even had to rub my penis for some time to melt the white ice off of it. One of the girls had her share too, it got stuck on her hair. It seemed as if she had a white crown on her head. “You got a crown! You’re a queen now!” exclaimed the other one. After "copulating" I sat down by the blue fire. The girls had told me that it’s warmer here and I should make love close to it next time, because I might freeze to the floor from all the bodily fluids. “I didn’t start this mess, you jumped on me” I said to myself.

“Were you satisfied with us?” asked the round faced, long haired one, called Barafu. She had large sparkly eyes, her nose was sprinkled with deep blue freckles. She was the one who took care of my lower half and got an ice crown.

“Well, not with your work! It is only thanks to me he came so soon!” burst out the other one, who had a silver hairpin. She was Ayis. She had tiny ears compared to the other one, so her jaw seemed larger than normal.

“You both did a very good job!” I encouraged them, so they wouldn’t lose their spirit for more. Ultimately, I must make a lot of offspring while I’m here. Out of the two Barafu was the older one, although she was the clumsier one. She said that she had seen the last male specimen in her childhood, who couldn’t inseminate the queen, so he was sent to the other side of the colonnade during the Great Storm and was killed by the icy wind. Back then the pregnant mothers didn’t expect to have only daughters and they wouldn’t have a single male to reproduce with. Apparently the two of them were both "of age" for five years now, but there were no more males around.

“They shouldn’t have sentenced the last male capable of procreation so rashly to .” I said bitterly. No wonder that all the males have died out in this merciless, women ruled planet. I asked them to tell me more about their society. They told me that they were both adults, and wouldn’t grow any taller, because they were workers. The structure of the city resembles an ant-hive, where only the queen may grow to her body’s peak; it is only her privilege to look like a full-grown adult. It is also in her right to choose her sex partner, who may impregnate her and give birth to the next queen; but according to the girls she is very choosy.

“You can visit her and tell her why you’re here. Just don’t hope for too much, you won’t be able to jump into bed with her right away, even if we’re on the verge of extinction. Her heart is made of ice.

This promised to be interesting. I’d be of great help to the people of Pluto just by impregnating a few workers, thus saving them from extinction. However, I must also ensure the survival of the royal bloodline which guides its citizens. In order to do that I have to dump the current queen, full of my cum that is. The girls promised to take me to their queen tomorrow. Until then they want me to spend the night here and thoroughly show them what a male is made of and how to properly please one.