"Chest and stomach, a very intresting developement. Say pet, did you know that most of us kichi are actually most ticklish where you would consider our waist to be? Its just that non Kichi tend to be terrible at tickling compared to us so they just don't find the right spots" she says as she guides your hand to a certain spot on the area where her snake portion transitions to her more human portion. "Try it out a bit pet, but be gentle. I was not kidding when i said were quite sensitive there!". You lightly glide your nails across the rough and slightly scaly skin. Even with the gentleness with which your tickling when your hand passes over a certain spot she bellows out with a hearty laugh and squeezes you unintentionally.
"Oh my, human you seem to be just as good at tickling as you are at being tickled!" She says as she swats your hand away from her waist. She worms further into her bean bag and loosens her bear hug she still had on you. "Let me tell you about myself human, For the first few years of my life i studied the great minds of my race, sir slargoth, madam microarch, and many others. Once i was old enough to engage in research i quickly began to study the art of tickling and I worked on some revolutionary eye implants that would allow us to hypnotise even those of my own species. After 3 years of study i finnaly had a breakthrough and i was well on my way to finishing the project. But about three months before the product was ready i was kidnapped by a rival corp. They held me for six months and attempted to tickle torture company secrets out of me. Saddly for them i was quite well trained on resisting such attempts and eventually a joint strike by my corporation and the local government set me free. Because i did'nt give up the info and because i then helped finish the project my corp decided to award me with a executive level retirement package. I usex the money to invest to the point that i now make a living off of just stocks and i can cruse this beuty around the galexy. I was actually planning on full stop retiring from everything, maybe buy a mansion and a few tickle slaves, but now that i have you, my dear, i may just forgo getting those other tickle slaves."
You relax into her chest as she tells you the story, with foggy eyes you watch the cosmos stream by you, patterns forming in the brightness of hyperspace. You both sit in silence for a few minutes reflecting on your life journeys. Miranda moves one hand onto your breast and asks, "what does your species call your chest mounds, ours are fairly pointless and they arn't very sensitive but yours appear to be quite the oppisite.". You recline onto her and reply, "We call them breasts, ma'am. They are indeed pretty important to our species, our young suckle them and they release a nutriant rich milk. As such they are quite sensitive to pain and tickling.". "Fasinating." She says quietly, shifting her hand back towards your stomach.
Even though you are speeding through space at an insane spped, breaking the spped of light like one would break a horse, time seems to go by slowly. You and your master make alot of small talk but she had stopped tickling you long ago and now you just cuddled.
The ship slowed down and you heard the AI state "gravity well detected, sub-light thrusters engaged.". Ahead of you is a great orange star, still fresh with life and likly still having a few billion years of life in her. You still can't see any planets though.
"Welcome to our new home human, Sol." The Kichi says with a happy smile. "Sol? Thats the human home star!" You said in confusion. Miranda responded with equal confusion, "Odd, must be a translation error, out stars name also means home star. I assure you that this is quite a different star.".
This trip is much quicker, the powerful thrusters and the small ship size mean that even at sub-light speed the ship still goes stupidly fast. Soon the Kichi homeworld comes into view and both you and the Kichi get up to examine the amazing sight, the Kichi is sure to look into your eyes for awhile to make sure you stay sedated.
"And this is my home planet human. Just a thousand years ago it was mostly desert, but 300 years ago we began to push the desert back and now most non preserve land is either a tropical paridise or rollong flatlands. Most of the world was once covered in mega cities but once the colony arch ships left property in the core systems became insanely expensive in an attempt by the core government to push Kichi to the frontiers. Rioting was pretty rare even by the people forced off their land because the if a family seriously wanted to stay they could find a way, also the mega cities were shitholes anyways. I grew up on a frontier so i havnt called this planet home for too long. Now for the most part the cities have been scrapped for materials and theres just the ocasional mansion or mega mansion. Because of our adaptability we are able to live in some pretty extreme environments so we have enough land to no longer need large cities anywhere. Truth be told my pet, you are a very lucky woman. If you had been picked up by a frontier colony ship they would have just sold you to the highest bidder regardless of their morals. Not to say im very moral but i like to think im in the 5th percentile of morality for my race"
"So.. you said you didn't own property earlier, where are we going?" You ask now rather concerned. "I actually do have a small wharehouse property, i was planning on buying a one use insta builder pod but even for me they're quite expensive, but i think i will get one in a few days. For now you'll just have to live in the whare house, pet." And once again her words oddlly sooth you.
The ship glides through the sky, gentle as an alien's feather. Somehow the ship breaks atmoshphere quietly, very diffrent than the shockwaves made by earth ships. You and Miranda land in the hanger of her modderatly large wharehouse just in time to see a outgoing cargo ship leave. Inside the facility you see a great host of crates and robots through the ship window. The robots are fairly similar to the automated wharehouse bots of earth but they are floating on great pads that project a blue light.
"Let me guide you to you temporary room human!" She says with her standard smile "Its been a few weeks simce ive had this much open space!" She says slithering off into the great stacks of crates. You quickly follow her down the winding hallways. You eventually arrive in a hallowed out cargo container, inside is a large bed, a fridge, and other basic ammenities. Your master hands you a pair of glasses and says, "These will keep you calm, theres going to be alot of culture shock" you put them on and they keep you in a constant state of calm and hypnosis (you of course don't know this).
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