Kikata slipped her large white towel on the rack and locked the door. She examined herself in the mirror, when she first received her Nova Guard rank she felt like she was the perfect image of a Guard. But now as she looked herself over in the mirror she only saw a young woman, not even into her sixteenth cycle. The armor made her feel powerful, but the captain was right, she wasn't a hardened soldier...she was soft. Her fingers grasped the small black zipper at her neck and slowly drew it downwards, her chest seemed to expand in relief as it was released from the tight confines of her jumpsuit. She slid the thick black fabric off her arms, her upper body standing naked before the mirror as the suit draped off the small of her back.
She frowned, she had gotten pale. Her sisters were all so tan, as she was once. Her family lived right on the beach of one of her home planets magnificent fresh water lakes, they were called fresh water oceans because of their size. She left an easy life back home. Her family had wealth, as well as most of the surrounding families. Had she stayed she wouldn't have had to lift a finger, her life had been handed to her on a platter. But to almost everyones dismay she turned her back, everyone but her father.
She sighed, pulling her suit off her legs and draping it next to her towel. She smiled as she stepped into the steaming water, humming softly to herself as she twirled around, running her hands through her tail. Her mind kept shifting back to that poor scientist, alone...left for dead...and she was too late to save her. She could have scanned the ground from above for heat signatures, she could have gotten there faster! She clenched her jaw as a throbbing pain struck her throat. She swallowed it down with a sigh, letting the warm water soothe her. She slid down to the tile floor and pulled her knees to her chest, her tail clutched in her hands. Not since training has she felt so self conscious.
Richard looked through the container, he had never seen so much firepower packed into a single room! Boxes lay four stacks deep along the walls under the racks of firearms, each filled with ammunition or some other devious looking things that he had no knowledge of.
Finally his eyes fell on a larger rectangular crate in the back. He walked over and held his light under his arm as he unclipped the locks. He laughed at what he saw...armor! He lifted up a helmet, it was way too big to his dismay. But he shrugged and put it on, laughing as it tipped from side to side. He pulled out the over sized chest plate and managed to slip it over his head. It felt like it weighed hundreds of pounds but he managed to waddle his way back outside. He was a little surprised to see that Kikata was still using the shower. He groaned a little, disappointed he didn't get to show off his new find yet. He leaned back against the wall facing towards the cockpit to relieve himself of the heavy pressure of the black armor he wore.
Kikata took a deep breath, what was she doing? She wiped her eyes and stood up, she was a Guard and she was sitting here crying in the shower over an unsuccessful mission! She shut the water off and stepped out into the cool air of the bathroom, a thin layer of steam still hung in the air. She wiped her hand across the mirror, shaking her head as she examined her reddened eyes, "Get ahold of yourself." She sighed quietly. She turned on the sink, filling it with a small pool of hot water for Richard, twirling some soap into it before drying herself off.
Richard heard the door creak open. He smiled to himself as he walked his way back out onto the table, struggling to place his hands on his hips over the wide breast plate. His eyes fell on Kikata, who walked towards him with only a large white towel wrapped around her torso. She had curves? He blinked, he never realized how restricting that jump suit was, her titanic bosom shook slightly as she knelt down before him with a grin.
"What the hell?" She laughed.
"Like it?" He asked holding out his hands.
She laughed even harder, "You look... ridiculous." She said shaking her head at the strange little human, his head looking about twice as big as it should under the large helmet. "But now you really need to wash up, who knows what dirty creature wore that before you."
"Hm. It does smell a little funky in here." He said leaning over to pull the helmet off. He pushed the chest piece off after it and straightened his back, "God damn that was heavy." He watched her hand lower next to him, nodding as he stepped up onto her palm. It felt a little softer and warmer than usual. He eyed her face for a moment, she still seemed a bit out of it. He watched as the massive bathroom came into view, the air stil warm from her own long shower.
"Towels on the sink, string hanging off the side so you can get out...I'll be back in twenty?" She said setting her hand down.
"Sounds good." He said, desperately trying not to stare at the wall of cleavage exposed to him as she leant down. He could still hardly believe it, in that black jumpsuit he would have guessed she was just a tad below average in her curves, and now he knew very much otherwise. He nodded towards her as she stood up, she smiled back and walked out the door. He ran his fingers through his hair, "Get ahold of yourself Rich...that is the wrong tree to be barking up."
Kikata shut the door lightly, looking around by habit before letting the towel fall from her body. She walked over to her drawer, placing her hands on the smooth white countertop. A thin green light illuminated under her palm before a crease appeared on the side of the smooth white box, the drawer soon sliding out on its own. She smirked at how unnecessary it seemed. She pulled out a thin white fabric and stepped into it, having to shake herself from side to side as she pulled it up to her waist. She took the other piece out and pulled it over her head, it fit tightly to her skin but did not press against her so tightly as her black jumpsuit. The white two piece was the only thing that was remotely feminine in her wardrobe, allowing her supple curves to show from under the shining white surface, even showing a small bit of her midriff.
Richard stepped out of his pants and tossed his shirt aside before sliding down the slope of the sink and into the warm waters. He rinsed himself over quickly before simply just wading out into the deeper section and floating on his back. The warm water soothed his muscles as he drifted aimlessly around.
Kikata sat down at the table, eyes falling on the little suit Richard had put on, or at least tried to put on. She lifted the helmet, twirling it round and round in her fingers. She chuckled slightly remembering the scene...she couldn't help but find it unbearably cute. To the Neko that's just the way humans were, cute little creatures. Sure they looked almost identical aside from a few appendages, but the size difference just made everything they do rather cute. It was hard to believe that they took part in the fierce wars that Kikata had read about in school, so many new chapters to the military textbooks as well were added by this tiny race. The Neko men looked at the humans differently, in fact they were a little obsessed currently with human war movies and sports. They tried to emulate them as best as they could...to them the human was known as a warrior. The great Marcus "Zero" starred in countless films...all perhaps over exaggerating his exploits on earth and on the battles that followed. Kikata herself was a little interested in the man, from what she read in military books he actually was quite the hero, on the final day of the war on Earth he and a small team of men took on over a hundred of the opposing army and lived to fight on after that.
She sighed, letting the tiny helmet fall back to the table, her fingers drumming idly as she tried to think of ways to pass the time.
Richard finally pulled himself to the edge of the sink and gripped the rope she had tied off for him. He grunted as his feet slipped up the smooth surface until finally reaching the flat countertop. He walked over to the pile of slightly oversized towels and wiped himself dry, his hair still damp as he pulled on a fresh t-shirt and slipped back into his underwear and military pants. He sat down on the white crate as he waited for her return.
Finally the door opened, Kikata smiling to see he was already out and ready. She set down her hand next to him.
"Thanks." He said climbing up onto the warm surface, "Now if only all military bases came with heated pools."
She rolled her eyes, "For you? They all do. After all you will find sinks just about everywhere." She grinned.
Richard laughed sarcastically, "Yes, yes lets all make fun of the tiny human. I get it now." He chuckled, thanking her again as he hopped back down onto the table. He eyed her for a moment, "Feeling better?" He asked, the expression on her face before was unmistakable, even if she did try to hide it behind a smile.
Her cheeks grew a little warm as she nodded, she hoped he didn't look at her as weak now, "Yes I am better. I was just dwelling on that survivor is all."
He nodded, "Yeah, that was rough. But you did what you could, I mean there were lots of buildings to search."
She sighed, "Yes. I suppose." She couldn't help but feel otherwise. She felt she could have done it better, she could have gotten there in time.
"So how long until we reach the base?"
"Two days about, maybe a little less. The engines will need some time before I jump again." Jump was the phrase used instead of "going really really really really fast".
"Great."
She sighed, "Yup."
"Well...cards?" Richard asked, they really didn't have many other options for entertainment.
Kikata smiled, "Go fish?"
He sighed, "Fine...fine lets play stupid go fish."
Giantess World
Nova Force by Ginbug