She briefly wondered what the humans would think if they ever found any of this stuff.As she flew, Beth's own metal 'nipple-caps' fell away. She caugh... them with her mind and shoved them into space outside the ship along with a handful (mind-full?) of other stuff she'd been accumulating.She awkwardly landed on her hands and feet with her breasts still tingling. Béla dropped gracefully down beside her, having done the same cleanup duty in another section of the arborium."Well, it looks like. Regardless more shit fell out into my jeans and made a long thick trail down my leg. The smell was overwhelming and from it and my crying I felt deeply nauseous.I tried to step out of the underwear without getting any more shit on my jeans but it was useless. In the end I let them fall into my crumpled jeans. I was standing naked and covered in shit from the waist down. I was shivering, my bare feet on the cold bathroom floor. My jeans and underpants in a heap filled with shit. Aunt Fox came. Can we do that?’ I asked But Helmut Schum was at my arm and before Nicola could reply, he was charmingly introducing himself to the one person in the room who, if he was remotely human, he most wanted to impress. Nicola was seated farthest from me at dinner, and we didn’t speak. Then afterwards she hung back as one by one I was cornered by anxious people who were like family to me, each one of them important. She was there in the background still talking with a smiling Schum as the group. "Her words not for me, but her eyes glued to my erect member. My cock seemed to get even harder from this, and she noticed. She slowly crawled to me and started stroking it. "This Saturday? Hmm... yeah, I think I can accommodate. What time were you thinking?"Her free hand was slowly going up and down my shaft, her thumb pressing on the head of my cock tenderly. I groaned slightly and she darted me with her eyes. I mouthed a silent apology. "Yeah, that sounds perfect to me. Four it is."And it.