Xenofestation 2-01: Leap of Faith

By Paragonas Vaunt

The experimental Xenoplantation Programme always needs new volunteers. Cultists or clones, celebrities with a passion or civilians with dark secrets, the one thing they share is a willingness to mate with strange alien creatures, a role where the risks match the rewards.

Those risks and rewards come thick and fast as existing participants Amber and Ornella make shocking discoveries in both medical suite and implantation chamber. Meanwhile, clonemates Julie and Claire Inoue and chastity campaigner Patience Merity Mance find themselves suddenly orphans, adrift and with decisions of their own...

Twelve women. Sixty aliens. One purpose. Xenofestation 2-01 - Leap of Faith is the seventh exciting episode of a series of darkly erotic sci-fi adventures of oviposition and alien implantation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Paragonas Vaunt
• Release date: Jan 13, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215694442

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Xenofestation 2-01

~Leap of Faith~

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This is a work of erotic science fiction, and a very rude one at that. Intended exclusively for an adult audience, it graphically depicts scenes of a highly sexual nature and situations of peril/horror.

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Cunt Quotient: 12

Fuck Factor: 14

Cock Contingent: 1

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Table of Contents

The Story So Far…

Prologue – Relics

Entry 2-01/A – Downcast

Entry 2-01/B – Box-fresh

Entry 2-01/C – Stain

Entry 2-01/D – Ig for a Peggy

Entry 2-01/E – Shock

Entry 2-01/F – Faithless

Entry 2-01/G – Unison

Entry 2-01/H – The First Casualty

Entry 2-01/I – Leap of Faith

Coming Next…

Note From The Author…

Hatching Now…

Connect With Paragonas Vaunt…

The Story So Far…

Data worker Amber Codrington and adult video celebrity Ornella Mito both have different reasons for applying to join the Xenoplantation Programme, for travelling to its secretive deep-space facility and there mating with a wide variety of alien creatures. But each of them finds her encounters bring risks and rewards, and nobody comes away from the experience entirely unchanged.

But not all alien encounters happen under controlled conditions, as colonist Beatriz Ruiz and professional gambler Tali Slater find out at their peril. All the while, some people pursue alien encounters as a business, such as Lieutenant Ortiz and her troop of alien specimen gatherers. Others, such as proud householder Athena Wrent, just want to keep their heads down, or simply to escape, like existing participant Nicole Berry.

Within the Xenoplantation Programme, Dr Nicola Cooper tries her best to recruit the best candidates, despite the best efforts of her boss, Dr Kevan Dexter, whose eyes are more on the profit he can make, while Programme technician Diane Scott just wants to keep everybody safe as she juggles implantation after implantation.

What all of them find is that the Xenoplantation Programme is always hungry for new flesh. Because the human body is the perfect cradle for bearing life. But not just human life...

And now on to Season 2…

PROLOGUE – Relics

Inoue Dome, Mare Fecunditatis, Luna

Near side or far side?

The argument had raged ever since the founding of Luna’s very first permanent settlements. Back then it had still been known as the Moon, a relic of a time when humanity had known of the existence of only one moon. But as the settlements had grown, both in size and number, and the new name was adopted, and along with it a new sense of identity forged, the argument had grown ever more fierce. It had raged even more fiercely once the first settlers were followed by the first real estate agents, whose very livelihood rested on its outcome.

Was the near side or the far side the best place to live?

On the near side of the Moon, Earth was a permanent presence in the sky. Not always clearly visible but always there, even in the day. A reassuringly solid presence, for those who needed such reassurance, but also a reminder of earthly, clay-bound origins, an anchor to the past.

For a settler on the far side, though, Earth would never be visible at all. Just the endless sweeping backdrop of the universe, tumbling dizzyingly overhead with a frighteningly naked clarity, as if an observer might, with the smallest moment of inattention in the Moon’s delicate gravity, lose their tenuous grip on the ground and fall into it forever.

To live on the far side of the Moon was to live on the very verge of infinity.

It was the only thing Julie and her sister Claire ever really disagreed about.

Julie could look up from their garden to see the Earth – Terra firma – hanging above her head, and see where her species had come from, see her ancestral roots. She could feel the wind on her face and feel a connection to those ancestors, to the steppe nomads thousands of years ago who had stood on that slowly spinning ball of mud and themselves looked up, to gaze in wonder at the very place she now stood. She could feel the soil between her bare toes, and feel the countless preceding generations of teeming life that had lived and died to make it.

Of course, Claire would tell her dismissively that the wind on her face was artificial, the result of naked sunlight striking the outer skin of their habitat dome, heating the air inside and causing convection currents. And Julie would try to see her perspective, while arguing that it was practically no different to how wind happened on Earth. And Julie would acknowledge Claire’s further assertions that the soil beneath her feet was merely a confection, a carefully-balanced mix of nutrients and substrate that had been concocted in a factory mixer rather than by the work of billions of years of biological action.

But the feelings were real enough.

Julie could see all that, feel all that, the light and the wind and the soil, and know in her bones