Freki recognized the women he'd spoken with earlier as they arrived.  His "soldier" saluted when he saw the one who'd inhaled it.  While there had been the standard eight women on patrol, there were 15 now.  One stood out.  As none of the GenItals had been modified more than 4 years ago, she wasn't old.  But instead of the darting, nervous movements of the others, she moved slowly, regally, and you realized she was using peripheral vision, but wasn't missing anything.<br/><br/>"I am ZZzzhal.  Queen of this hive.  These are MMmmary, VVvviki, Jazzzzmine and RRrraine.  They are ovulating, and will go first.  The rest of us will follow, while ZZzzinja" she indicates the one with the talented mouth "has taken a hobby of ...invigorating men, so that they can inseminate many more of us than they thought.  If this is acceptable, you may present your gifts of fangs and food".  With that she bows and waits for his response.<br/><br/>All the while she spoke, his canine nose was going wild.  He could tell that the four girls were ovulating. their scent was like the scent of four bitches in heat.  His dick was hard as a rock and leaking pre-cum.