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To that, Rex merely replied, “Well… do you
think you could get me a job on Star Pussy?”

Of course, Rory 28th could hardly contain
himself from laughing uproariously at first. And his laughter was
quite infectious as the crowd of Noblemen and their Retinues
sitting around him joined right in laughing. But Rex quickly added
with a sheepish grin, “I mean as a Chef of course… not as an
Escort, noble one.” Rory 28th struggled to muffle his laughter for
fear of offending the man, and losing face. Rex of course didn’t
mind a bit. He knew how hilarious that might have sounded: a
thirty-two year old human working as a male escort on Star Pussy
would be absurd. But as a Chef? Now that made perfect sense. Rex
was a fabulous cook now. Rory 28th regained his composure, and
happily agreed to his request. The heir to the Panther dynasty
graciously promised to “make some calls”.

Within barely a month in Earth time, Rex
found out he’d been hired as a Chef on Star Pussy, and started work
immediately! Rory 28th had used his influence, and it had paid off
in getting Rex a cushy position in one of the restaurants on the
giant Galactic floating pleasure palace.

Rex was ecstatic when he
got the news, and now just twelve Earth months later, as the Star
Pussy shuttle craft pulled into a docking bay at the converted
space station, he was ready to resume his position as a restaurant
Chef. Returning from a buying trip back on Pumalar to select more
exotic species of fish for the enormous tank inside his restaurant,
he’d again be serving the wealthy elite, from five different
species of humanoids from all over the galaxy now; as well as his
favorite almost daily customer—Felina Toyger (now commonly referred
to as the
Star Kitten
!)

Though he might have imagined at first
working for just one Earth year to make enough money to eventually
fly back to Earth, within a few months he’d changed his mind and
decided instead to just stay there for good. It was just such a fun
place to live and work!

Same thing with Felina Toyger. When she’d
arrived about one Earth year before, Pumalar Empaths were in high
demand. And the fact that she’d actually been through the entire
program and then released after not being mated with a male? Well
that meant quite the reverse on Star Pussy. On Pumalar, that was a
major setback in a young female’s future. Spayed and yet not mated
with a male? Here, that meant she was highly valued and could
literally make a fortune. And brother, did she ever!

Star Pussy was located on a former space
station. It was like a giant wagon wheel, rotating around slowly as
it drifted in space, to create an artificial gravity for humans and
other beings to be able to walk around in. Massive outside and
voluminous inside, the station had once housed over a thousand
human scientists plus a few hundred beings from other species. Its
cavernous warehouses grew experimental as well as staple crops in
perpetual hydroponic farms which yielded produce constantly
throughout the overlapping growing seasons.

Because of the great distance from Earth,
the Humans had created amazing facilities for maintaining a high
quality of lifestyle for the inhabitants. They had shopping malls,
restaurants, athletic sports arenas, theatres, and even holographic
replication centers where a person could sit or stand inside… and
massive screens would activate to create the illusion of visiting
another planet, an historical event, or perhaps some kind of
interdimensional existence. Even the sports arenas had domed
ceilings that created a holographic image of an Earth daytime
summer sky. Living facilities for all the inhabitants were quite
Spartan—not much more than a hotel suite by Earth standards—but
still this made it quite easy for the new owners to house thousands
of visitors in the newly converted pleasure palace.

Felina had by now been working at Star Pussy
for quite a while. Empaths could work in most any section (or
PLANETARY ENVIRONMENT) as they called it on Star Pussy, but instead
they almost all stayed in one area of the facility. They were so
versatile, that most any species was thrilled to purchase an hour
of their time. After all, having a rather attractive humanoid being
with cat-like features, insatiable sexual stamina, and an almost
uncanny ability to understand and anticipate a partner’s desires
and sexual needs, was truly an appealing opportunity for most any
being, regardless of what planet they were from. But Felina? Oh,
she was the very best of the very best… by far.

Star Pussy Pleasure Palace
was organized into seven sections called "Planetary Environments".
This was a very unique concept. The original plan was to create
these
ENVIRONS
,
as the planners nicknamed them, so that species of different
planets could vacation there and explore their own private
fantasies in a magical world made to replicate places or climates
or even historical events from their own planet's history. But
shortly after opening their doors, management of Star Pussy
discovered that many species occasionally enjoyed OTHER planetary
environments, rather than those of their own home planet. And
besides, there was quite a variety for each customer to choose
from.

For Earth's planetary Environment, the
creators of Star Pussy chose to create places that no longer
existed on Earth, except maybe in history books. Global Warming and
climatic change had led to the complete submerging of once-famous
places like the Bahamas, Miami Beach, Amsterdam, and the original
New York City. Haiti and the Philippines had also vanished under
the surface of the ocean long ago. So a Pacific or Caribbean Island
paradise made sense. But the creators also chose to portray a
little bit of Earth history too, by creating an American Wild West
themed room, a Medieval European torture chamber, and a Gladiator
arena from Ancient Rome, complete with an Imperial Roman Bath.
Human Gay Males worked this section, along with petite gorgeous
human females to create an incredible kinky experience for their
ever-lustful and gradually more numerous customers.

Then the designers created Environments for
other planet species… like the ones for Zorgolong and Porkonji,
among others. Porkonjii loved the intricate detail that the
designers put into their planet’s Environs, but typically the
traditional Porkonji pigsty or pigpen only appealed to the very
pig-like Porkonjii themselves—with rare exceptions—for obvious
reasons.

However, within only a few months,
management was amazed to find that the ZORGOLONG Environs were
regularly overbooked; often times for weeks in advance. What they
couldn’t have expected was how insanely popular that sector of Star
Pussy would be... to HUMANS no less. After all, Zorgolongians were
often times hermaphrodites, so to them gender was unimportant if
not downright immaterial to sexual encounters.

To say they were hedonistic would be a gross
understatement, by human standards. Their frenetic sexuality and
appetite for large group sex encounters could draw in sometimes ten
or even fifty different beings—of most any species—and they didn't
seem to care what you were. Such scenes were both fascinating and
perverse to tourists from Earth—but oddly quite tempting to just
jump in and participate. The Terrariums and Steamy Jungle sections
of the Zorgolong environs gradually drew human customers in droves,
especially Lesbian human females whom Zorgos found to be downright
fascinating; as well as delicious. The gift shops of Star Pussy
even started selling "T-shirts" as humans called them, which read
slogans like "I (symbol of a heart) Lizard Tongues".

The Pumalar environs were
quite different though. Each Pumalar chamber was nothing but a
large private room with an oval bed in the center and deep shag
carpet covering the floor. Scratching posts were located in the
corners, and the walls were nothing but gigantic full length video
screens. In one corner would be a computer keyboard where the
Pumalar (always purported to be an Empath even if she wasn’t
really) could type in a command to put on some video of a beach, a
forest, a castle, a school classroom, a garage, a barn, a stadium,
a mansion's master bedroom, a sailing ship, or even the bridge of a
deep space exploration vessel. The Empath would sense or probe to
find out the customer's special personal fantasy, and conjure up
imagery which would complement that. Then the Empathic Pumalar
would proceed to service the customer’s
more intimate
needs.

Felina was the mostly highly sought-after of
all the Pumalar females, and quite well-known by most anyone before
they even visited the Pumalar environs. In bars and restaurants...
at party mixers and meet-n-greets... even on advertisements shown
on other planets about Star Pussy, Felina (THE STAR KITTEN) would
often be depicted either in a live video or even in animated form.
She was quite literally a celebrity, and she quite well earned it
too!

Felina was incredible. Truly she was. Many
would say she could have hand-picked her own partner or partners
for the night, if she ever wanted to. But she never did anything
like that. Whoever was next in line in the lobby, she greeted them
freshly like they were her very first customer of the night. And it
didn’t matter what they were, what planet they came from, or what
they looked like either. Felina made them all feel—every being she
encountered—like the only man, Zorg, Porko, Spleef, or Pumalar in
the whole room. But not just single males either. If a crew of
Earthmen from a space ship’s engineering section wanted an hour of
her time, she’d happily go right along with the ménage a’
trois/quatre/cinq/ or whatever they brought to the party. She’d
sing a few bawdy tunes with them on the deck of a
hologram-replicated pirate ship while they swigged ale and rum…
then take them all on, one by one, until she’d finished off every
last one of them.

And couples? Oh, now couples were her
specialty. Earth couples adored her. Men and women from planet
Earth (not just the jet-set, but even retired pensioners on
occasion!) would hear about her special talents and travel across
space just to spend a week on Star Pussy—for a chance at spending a
mere hour with the legendary Empath. And they would never be
disappointed.

The experience, some would say, was quite
possibly LIFE-CHANGING for a loving couple. Her special talents
developed far beyond just identifying a husband’s sexual urges and
deepest desires. She saw through to the real sexual person within
him. And Felina could draw out from the man’s loving wife, the very
sexual being she really once was—and still could strive to be for
her man—regardless of age or infirmity. What Felina could do for a
couple was something so amazing… there could literally be no
monetary value placed upon it. Yet she charged no more than any of
the other Empaths. She didn’t need to anyway. Her true reward, she
would tell them, was in seeing their spirits being cleansed and
renewed in the “holy matrimony” they’d spoken vows to so many years
ago.

Not surprisingly, Felina had the deepest
respect for other planets’ customs regarding devotion and marriage;
since she was likely never going to experience it herself.

It transcended the physical and exceeded the
sexual. She drew them together at the very core of their
spirituality; by actually bringing out from them the very basis of
their original attraction to each other (what brought them together
as a loving couple in the first place).

Her practice was quite simple. She’d meet
the couple in the lobby, maybe sit down with them and talk a bit;
or go have a drink in the bar with them. It didn’t take long at
all. She didn’t really ask them questions. Just listened to them
talk about practically anything they liked. What Felina did was
absorb their personalities and sense their feelings, their pain,
their dreams, their hopes, and their fantasies. She could do all
that by simply watching how the couple interacted with each other.
It was incredible. Humans would return to earth describing having a
brief five minute conversation with this exotic creature, not even
finishing their drinks, and suddenly she was warmly beckoning them
to join her in her private suite.

From that point though, the stories varied
widely. To some couples, she became the hot sexy temptress who the
man used to date before he met his wife (the one who dumped him and
broke his heart, enabling him to meet his current loving wife). To
others, she became the fun girlfriend of the wife who had set them
up originally and clearly identified them so many years ago as “a
cute couple” together (the one who called them up after a squabble
once and talked them both into getting back together). Of course
she didn’t transform shape or appearance she merely conjured the
emotional memory patterns within the minds of the couple so that
they found that original connection that had brought them together
as man and wife.

To some couples, she was able to be a
catalyst in opening up new sexual horizons for their relationship.
In some cases she might even bring out the suppressed bisexual
tendencies of the male—or female—and connect those urges to their
spouse’s willingness to accept their spouse’s real sexual self. If
you asked her, Felina would likely explain it like this, “I just
demonstrate to couples how to experience the deep spiritual joy of
identifying… then selflessly fulfilling their partner’s true
desires.” In her soft purring voice, Felina once actually said
something just like that in an interview with a reporter from Earth
who was doing an investigative report on Star Pussy.

She even went on to say to the reporter,
“After all, the only true satisfaction we get to experience in life
actually comes from pleasing and fulfilling others. If all we do is
attend to our own desires, life seems quite empty and meaningless.”
But that last part was cut from the eventual broadcast.