"Mister Hawk," says the Captain to one of the crewmen nearby, "show Mister Arkain where the fish we hauled earlier are stored. Then you'll show him to a cabin, where he can get a shower and some rest."<br/><br/>"Aye Captain," says crewman Hawk, before motioning to Arkain to follow him down the decks. The fishes have been stored in one of the cargo holds, not frozen yet because they were supposed to be for the near-immediate consumption by the naga. The arrival of Chimera and the storm delayed that, but the fish are still here, and still quite fresh.<br/><br/>"The mess is two sections down this corridor," says the crewman to Arkain, "in case you'd like to prepare or season them in any way. It's quite small, even for us, so I'd advise you to be very careful not to hurt yourself as you move around. This ship hasn't been designed with creatures such as you and your friends in mind," adds the young human with a small smile. He seemed to be quite interested into the nagas, given how his eyes kept looking over Arkain's body, now that he could look at it from up close.<br/><br/>"Who were those guys who attacked us?" he asks to the lizard, curious. "That was quite some ship that they had," he comments.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The Captain looks up as the sky clears some, and he nods at Azlant. "Thank you, Azlant. Just try to keep the path going in this same direction for a bit longer if you can. Our radar shows that the storm is moving away and slowly dissipating, we should soon be able to see the sun again. And this direction is where we were headed originally. We should be able to regain the time lost here if we can keep our present speed. I trust that the furies will be a bit tired after such a display, and shouldn't bother us much for a while?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Tamara moans and growls softly in pleasure, and she arches her torso a bit, her green eyes closed, loving the very pleasing attentions that Jaku is giving her. It feels so delicious, so wonderful, so pleasing. Her fur bristles and she arches and growls loudly as he hits her g-spot with his growing snout, causing her to experience a soft orgasm, squirting some of her juices onto her mate's rapidly changing face.<br/><br/>Then she can't help, and she quickly twist some and uses both her hands and tail to push more of Jaku inside her. Her petals open wider to welcome his shoulders inside, the fleshy tunnel of her vagina stretching around him, clinging to his torso and rippling around slowly, clenching to him from time to time. She is quite aroused, her scent laced with pheromones and her flesh so soft, smooth and moist against his new fur.<br/><br/>The tigress-naga moans and purrs as his tail comes sucking at her big and rock hard maleness, and she mews in surprise and delight when she feels the forked tongue. It makes her stop pushing Jaku's torso inside her pussy, and buck her hips against that tongue, slowly at first, as if she was fucking his tailmaw. And in a way, she is. That big tongue feels so wonderful against her maleness, so soft, so wet, almost like a vagina, especially with the forks, thick and fleshy, wrapped tightly around her member, making it feel like a tight vagina.<br/><br/>She resumes sucking on his own maleness, going harder and taking him completely in now, the glans pushing into her throat each time she moves her head down. Her snout pushes against his new fur, breathing in his delicious and intoxicating scent, and she only gets more and more aroused. Her tail resumes lapping at his slit, and the big tongue soon pushes deeper inside, lapping at his vagina,slurping up all of his juices.