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Daughters of Gardenia: Chapter 1 “Hunger”

Floating through space on a rock beholden to nothing but the forces of gravity and its natural balance in the cosmos… That’s something which Kayla Elindottir has never experienced in her life, having been born on Gardenia, an interstellar vessel en-route to a new star with planets to colonize. It is, however, something she thinks about constantly while looking into the vast array of bright specks in the blackness beyond Gardenia’s windows. Since the moment she learned of such a thing, it has been both frightening and fascinating. It’s a wonder how life has managed before these ships. The first Gardenian by birth, earthling by origin, and Icelandic by heritage, she is one of few “humans” left dotted around the Matron’s empire. Of course, that means nothing to her except a fun fact her mothers like to bring up. She’s only ever known those who are around her, a handful of Venusian explorers and their children, all of different species.

If anything, she feels rather underwhelming. This crew is a hardy bunch, as the planet is quite far away and only the most survivable of species aside from humans were permitted. The “Aside from humans” part is something she’s reminded of every time she talks to Valerie Nubal, the “captain” of sorts. A demonic looking figure with purple lips, slightly tanned skin, solid black irises, dark unkempt hair, two large brown horns pointing forward from the sides of her head in a hook shape, and a pair of blood-red wings that give her an intimidating look. She’s a hybrid of two races that imbues her with a lot of biological ruggedness but binds her to a diet of blood. She’s also a dismissive and arrogant woman if Kay’s ever seen one. It took a lifetime of begging and a miracle before Val would be hounded into letting Kay become the ship’s communications decoder, her life’s passion. She’s obsessed with this great society she’s never seen, and decoding is the only link to it. Like an archaeologist dusting off sacred thousand-year-old tomes from an ancient civilization, she decodes messages to the ship’s navigation systems. No words, nor pictures, it is only the guidance data that has become distorted over lightyears of travel. These messages are the only proof of this vast utopian society that she’s only heard stories of. Everything she’s done since she was born leads back to the expansion of the Great Matron’s empire. The information they get moves barely faster than the ship itself and is full of vital data to travel between such unimaginable distances and end up where it needs to be. Still, to Kay, this is the closest for now that she will get to this society of countless billions beyond the handful of people she knows.

Soon, however, this will change as it’s so close, and the star is in view. Gardenia will no longer need these signals, and she will one day be able to communicate with her distant relatives in these very channels she maintains.

Still, there will be quite some time before she sees them. There will be a period of colonizing the designated robotically terraformed planets. She will probably have her own children, the crew with her will be the seed of life that expands their ever-growing colony. Only after that will other ships come and take their thousand or so year journey to get there. Still A dream she holds onto, motivation to keep going. “daydreaming again?” Kay snaps back into reality to the sound of her friend’s voice after staring into the abyss beyond the window. Kayla’s easily distracted, but this time it seems warranted. For the longest time all the dots in the sky were meaningless, but one has been growing bigger in the past few years. No longer just another speck of light, it’s become a visible bright ball.

“I know it’s exciting, but you might want to remember to eat” Her friend, Solanas Nubal, says with a playful smirk. Daughter of Valerie, Solanas shares her mother’s wings, almost exactly alike, her horns are swept back however, and her hair is a rich red. Her skin is white and pale and her lips are a soft purple that barely hide her sharp fangs when she speaks. While she and Kay both lack much skin tone, Solanas’ pale anemic looking body stands in deep contrast with Kayla’s soft pink complexion. Solanas couldn’t be any more different from her mother when it comes to personality though. A rather playful and outgoing dragon-hybrid who was also born aboard this ship like Kay. She’s decidedly not one to talk about herself, but she‘s attentive and kind. They’ve been friends for as long as they’ve been alive… and Kay is Solanas’ go-to meal. “Oh sorry, I just… I can’t help it!” Kay responds “Me too, but I think I’d rather let everything surprise me, I’ll experience it all when I get there… well, mother made you some food. Get yourself a nice helping because I’m hungry too, you know” Solanas lets out with a thirsty smile.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, it’s been a while.” Kayla just smiles back at her before heading to the kitchen. As kayla gets to the dining area, she sees her favorite cheese dumplings laid out for her. Val might not pay much attention to her, but she does feed her well. Kay makes quick work of them. She takes little time devouring her food, never realizing how hungry she was until that first bite. As her belly is full she decides to go and take a nap.

When Kayla wakes up she wonders what time it is. The lights on the ship are out so she must have missed the rest of the light-hours. When she brushes her teeth she notices a wet spot on the side of her neck, then she remembers… Solanas! Oh, I forgot!

It’s common for Solanas to watch over her when she’s hungry and have a little taste of her to hold her off until she can sink her teeth in.

It comes as a welcome surprise though since she would otherwise be bored and looking for someone to play a game with. A giddiness and warmth fills her as she rushes into the shower and cleans off, hopping into new clothes and leaving her wristwatch-style lifetracker off as not to set off any alarms in the middle of sleep time with it reporting any irregularities in her vitals while getting fed on. She walks down the dark hallway to Solanas’ room -- Sure enough the light is on.

Solanas always lamented her mother’s use of concubines, human cattle as she was told. Secretly the thought, as a fantasy, excites Kayla. She likes to feed her maybe more than she should.

A soft chime plays as she stands in front of the door, the ship letting Solanas know she has a visitor. The door opens and Solanas, lying down in her bed with her massive wings hanging off the far side and a tablet in her hands, looks up at Kays with a smile. “Aww, you remembered me!” she let out playfully as she sat up and adjusted herself to put a pillow under her back and let her wings hang off both sides.

“Yeah, you left a little reminder, didn’t you?” Kayla replied

“I hope I didn’t wake you. I just wanted to get a little taste of you. Something to hold me over… it didn’t work though” “No, no… I only just noticed it. I guess I got a bit too relaxed.” Kay said.

Kayla can already feel Solanas’ hunger growing. It’s rather… cute. For someone so in-control constantly, this is one feeling that she so easily succumbs to. It’s such a powerful thing that she shouldn’t be playing with, but she can’t help but to let it linger on Solanas’ tongue just for a bit longer until it takes over a little.

Kay casually sits in Solanas’ chair “So how long has it been? I don’t even remember” “You’re really bad at this, Kay. I don’t know which one of us is more hungry right now.” She replied with a knowing grin.

“Oh, w-what do you mean?” Kay replied “I mean, I’ll be happy to feed you”

Solanas taps her leg, beckoning her. Kayla walks over obediently, Now flustered and hiding her eyes as she crawls on the bed slowly and sits in Solanas’ lap, then starts to undress.

“Don’t need to get my clothes wet” she says, as if to assure Solanas that she’s just being practical --All while her cheeks turn red.

Those deep red and hungry eyes trace her body, much too busy to silently judge her now, stopping at her chest where they catch a few beats of that pounding heart nudging against her rib cage. Kay notices, letting out a relieved sigh but also taking a guilty pleasure in the fact that the woman before her is reduced to little more than a hungry animal lost in instinct at the sight of her heart. She teases her heart’s vivid dance for this enthralled woman, grabbing her hand to press her sharp clawed fingers over it. “It’s ready to feed you” Kay says softly. Without saying a word, Solanas takes no time pushing her horns between Kay’s jaw and shoulder, using what little restraint she has left in her to lick at Kay’s neck which sends chills down her spine. Solanas studies the glistening of her wet skin to see her throbbing target better. Kay only mentally prepares as she rests her head to the side while Solanas wraps her lips around her favorite artery, sinking her fangs into the soft pulsing flesh of her exposed neck like a ripe fruit. Kay’s body twitches and a quick soft gasp escapes her lips followed by fast and heavy breaths as Solanas clamps down and punctures the vessel deep inside and begins to swallow gushing crimson. Sharp claws run down Kay’s sides and firmly embrace her chest while the tip of that long red tail trails down her spine, giving her goosebumps all over her body. Kay tries to keep her guilty pleasure a secret, but as the blood touches Solanas’ tongue and she regains her composure, she becomes far too attentive of Kay’s reactions to not know. She now seems to take pleasure in assaulting Kay’s senses with affectionate little touches while engorging herself, teasing her and fulfilling that known desire if only for the mutual benefit of doing it.

A firm but gentle embrace gently guides Kayla’s subdued body, following every lead as her heart’s beat quickens and that gentle rhythmic flow becomes mouth-filling squirts when she sinks into her depraved fantasy. Kay pants in humiliating ecstasy to feel the rhythmic suckling and licking of her neck while the blood rushes out of her to feed the hungry woman… all of course to her demonic mistress’ delight.

Solanas is as eager to take as Kay is eager to give, moaning into her neck as she greedily consumes her life-force… too eager even, for one little heart to give. Too much, too fast. Just as Solanas fulfills Kay’s secret little wishes and gets into the rhythm of swallowing the heavy torrents of her life, she feels Kay’s arms begin to tremble, and that mighty little heart in her chest, with what seemed like endless vitality, starts to become dysrhythmic and angry, desperate even. Kay, far too lost in the feeling, her eyes full of those majestic wings batting in front of her while the room’s light behind them shows the veiny streaks becoming increasingly vivid. She only notices when Solanas stops drinking and presses her hand against her neck. Blood flows between her scaly fingers and drips on her own body, but due to the reaction between Solanas’ scales and injured flesh, her collagen binding and healing process goes into over-drive and the bleeding stops quickly. Kay’s eyes fill with shame and disappointment, they plead for just a bit more… but her clattering teeth and whitening skin says it was already a bit much. As Solanas lets go, kay has nothing more to say than

“Sorry”.

“I’m more than full, Kayla. I’m pinker than you right now” she laughs, kissing over her fluttering heart for a job well done. “Here, lay with me for the night. I’ll feel better being able to watch over you” Solanas says

Kay would blush if she had blood to spare for her cheeks, but for now she only accepts defeat and rolls off onto the other side of the small bed, grabbing Solanas’ leg between hers and making use of what little space is left.

When Kay wakes up, she notices Solanas missing. She gets up but her head feels light, still not recovered. She puts on her clothes and stumbles out of Solanas’ room just in time to be seen by Oleanna

A look of disgust crosses the lapine’s face at the sight of the dried blood on her neck “Ugh, I wish she’d grow blood cells in the farm like Yrsa does with meat.” That… aggressive behavior. It has no place here. Her kind have such violent tendencies” “It’s fine it doesn’t hurt much” Kay replies

Oleanna is usually not the lecturing kind, but it’d be an understatement to say she’s not a fan of the process.

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