Jim relaxed as best he could. It wasn’t easy being completely nude lying on top of someone he partially considered to be a big sister, a close friend, and only recently someone he found very attractive. Jim shifted uncomfortably at the thought and blushed. Aisha, seemingly unaware of Jim’s sudden embarrassment, hummed happily under her breath as she continued to soak up the rays. Jim couldn’t help but marvel at the tanned, lightly furred, mammoth orbs that rested on either the side of him. Aisha had been quite large at normal size but now she was downright intimidating! Jim considered his height and compared himself to one of Aisha’s perfectly shaped orbs. Truth be told he didn’t even amount to half a boob, it was very humbling. He felt very attracted to her but Aisha didn’t seem to be having similar feelings. Ctarl Ctarl were pretty touchy feely, having two nude bodies touching usually wasn’t enough to make one excited. Aisha usually wasn’t the type to sit in one spot for long but she was enjoying the heat immensely. It was a blazing hot day which made the catgirl feel lazy. Honestly she wasn’t that huge a fan of swimming, she preferred this.

“You enjoying yourself Jimmy?” She asked, “Isn’t it relaxing, just lying back and soaking up some rays?”

“It’s great Aisha…. I’m having the time of my life.” Jim replied half heartedly.

He kept his hands over his privates in case a plane passed over them or someone decided to take a picture of the duo from a distance. The last thing he needed was a picture of him lying nude on the giant young ex - ambassador floating around the galaxy. Gene would be one of the first to get his hands on a picture, Jim just knew it. He’d be teased until the day he died (or Gene’s big mouth got him killed). Also he kind of had an idea what Gene might do with it those long lonely nights in space when Melfina wouldn’t put out. The young space genious shuddered.

“Are….. you cold?” Aisha asked confused.

“No, it isn’t that. Don’t let it bother you.”

“If you aren’t having fun we can do something else.” Aisha suggested.

“Nah, I’m good.”

They’d been lying out for 15 minutes when angry voices could be heard in the distance. Of course Jim didn’t hear anything having human airs and being shielded by Aisha’s breasts, but Aisha’s sensitive ears perked up. A hand reached down and lightly plucked Jim off her chest.

“What’s up Aisha?”

“Shhh, just a minute Jimmy.” The boy noticed Aisha’s ears standing at attention and a look of concentration on her face.

‘She’s trying to eavesdrop on someone.’ Jim realized. Suddenly Aisha’s eyes started to sparkle. She sat up completely.

“Jimmy will you do Aisha a favor?” She asked sweetly.

Jim sighed “Ask and you shall receive…. Probably.”

“I could use a little massage, do you think you could help me out?”

Jim blushed, “Wh- what?!...... I don’t know, where do you want…….. massaged?”

“……. Would all over be all right?” The catgirl hit him with big puppy dog eyes.

“What?!!! No way Aisha.”

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?”

“No!”

“….. Plllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaase!”

“NO!!!!”

“………Pllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssse!! !!!!”

Jim sighed, there was no reasoning with her, “Come on Jimmy, do this one thing for me we can do whatever you want for the rest of the day, promise!”

Jim looked like he wanted to cry, “Aisha I really don’t wanna touch you!”

“Why,” Aisha asked sadly, “Don’t you like me?”

“Oh shut up, you know what I mean.”

“Well just think about it….. We better go see them before they decide to drive away.” Aisha kept Jim in her hand as she marched off towards the distant delivery van that had pulled into the Renslution Beach parking lot. Aisha could see the owner or manager of the beach clearly as well as the uniformed man he was arguing with. To Jim they were little more than two blobs. As they came closer however the two began to take shape and turn into people. The uniformed man was screaming so loudly he amazingly didn’t notice Aisha’s approach. The man in charge of the beach, though his back was turned, felt the ground rumble slightly as the massive preditor made her way towards them.

“Oh god, it’s too late! She’s here!”

“Listen to me you bastard, I need to unload this shit right now! I can’t come back later. My boss says if he finds out I’ve been jacking off rather than doin’ my job he’s calling up my parole officer.”

“Well well well, what have we here? You sound familiar little mousie, have we met before.” Aisha leered down at the started man.

He had been driving a cosmetics van. Jim guessed he had stopped to deliver a shipment of suntan lotions, creams, ointments, and oils to the beaches proprietor but got told off on account of Aisha. The beache’s manager promptly fainted.

“Y- you guys?” The tiny man muttered.

“Listen to him squeak Jimmy! I think he’s squared.” She grinned down at her hand but seeing Jim’s fround her ears drooped slightly, “Sorry, I’ll try not be too mean.” Aisha whispered.

Jim smiled slightly, “Thanks.”

“We just want what’s in the van.” Aisha yanked to door open and emptied crates filled with bottles and containers into her hands, “This is going to be so much fun!”

“I can’t believe it’s you bastards!” The little man growled.

“Huh?” Jim asked.

Both he and Aisha turned there attention to the man, he looked awfully familiar. Suddenly they both recognized him! He was a Kei pirate they’d sent away for slave trafficking. He had sold human children to other races that occupied the galaxy. Not the Ctarl Ctarl though, more because they objected to working with human pirate scum than the concept of enslaving those of another race. There was no mistaking him He still had dyed green hair thant hung to his shoulders. His slim build and the criss cross scar marking his right cheek also helped the two Outlaw members to identify him. They’d meant to take him out 6 months ago but Gene captured him knowing they could get more for him alive than dead. Unfortunately the judge he’d received was probably bought by the Kei Pirates considering the man was now walking the streets for something that should have netted him life in prison.

Aisha gave him a cruel smile, she rubbed her trim tummy thoughtfully “I’m not too hungry thanks to the sun but I think I’ll be able to stomach you. Can I Jimmy?” She asked looking down at her friend.

“…… Sure, just this once.” Aisha scooped up the screaming man. Back at the beach she once more got comfortable on the burning sand, “Awwwww, that’s nice…. Give me that massage now Jimmy. Oil me up and rub it in, please.”

Jim sighed, not wanting to get into another shouting match he nodded his consent. Aisha gave a little mreowl of gratitude, “Oh thank you!” 5 crates struck the ground and a hundred randomly assorted bottles of creams and lotions fell out into the sand.

Jim sighed as Aisha set him down on the beach. He found several bottles of slick tanning oil. While he lubed up his hands Aisha stripped her struggling prey. “Don’t wriggle too much, my tongue is extra sensitive today.” She said in her usual raspy cheery voice. She slowly extended her tongue and let it dangle outside of her mouth as she closed her eyes.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Aisha sounded, the sound reminded Jim of the sound you made at a doctors office when he places a tongue depressor in your mouth.

The nude flailing Terran dropped into Aisha’s awaiting mouth. He struggled so much Aisha had no time to savor him and roll him around. The man unwittingly forced his way into her gullet. Gagging Aisha choked him down, “Owww, now I’m gonna have a sore throat. Oh Weeeeeeeell, Just one more area Jimmy’s going to have to massage.”

Jim Gently massaged Aisha’s ankles preparing to work his way up her legs.

“Harder Jimmy! Our skins tougher than a human’s ya know!” That was true enough.

Jim started being rougher. When he started vigorously kneeding the flesh of Aisha’s inner thighs she groaned in satisfaction. She watched as her tiny terran friend made his way towards her twat. Jim noticed the sudden way of heat emanating from Aisha’s pussy. He blushed and started to move away. Aisha felt a twang of regret but quickly got over it, she didn’t like her Jimmy like that! ….. Did she? No way! Aisha felt a little angry with herself. Picking Jim up she set him on her belly. Deep below the surface Jim could hear the Kei pirate screaming desperately and the growling stomach beginning it’s work. Covering his hands in lotion and tossing a bottle to the sands below he got back to work. While crawling up her waistline he was careful to make sure his tiny flaccid penis never came in contact with her flesh. It would just be too embarrassing. Aisha spared him doing her backside. Though she did like the thought of Jim wedged inbetween her butt cheeks oiling the crevice of her crack she knew that just doing her front side must be very tiring for him. As much as she wanted him to she didn’t want her little Jimmy to break his back just to please her. Jim slowly messaged to tight lightly furred skin. Slowly he made his way towards her breasts.

“Thank you so much Jimmy, this feels great.” She rolled up the dead Kei pirates clothing and made herself a strand of floss.

She began to clean between her massive fangs as her tongue slowly oozed back and forth occasionally scraping the bottom of her mouth to feel the puncture wound the diver’s knife had left earlier.

Jim caught a whiff of her breath, “Whew Aisha, talk about bad breath! The next factory you knock over has to make breath mints.”

“Hey, It’s not THAT bad! I just have a little cat’s breath that’s all. If you Terran’s just washed a little better it wouldn’t be a problem.”

Jim used this as an excuse not to oil up Aisha’s boobs, even the thought had made him uncomfortable. Jim held his nose such and fake swooned, “Oh, it’s killing me.”

Aisha growled playfully in mock anger, “How dare a little snot nosed brat like you insult a cultured refined lady such as as myself?” Jim fell to his knees than rolled over on his side playing dead.

“Oh you thought that was bad huh? It’s even worse in my mouth!”