August's V-Babe: Reaching For the Stars

"Sisters, the Supreme Matriarchy of Novare has attained its long sought after goal: faster than light travel is finally ours. The stars are in our grasp and the first step on the path to galactic dominance lies before us!" The green-skinned woman paces before the blank screen and waits out the eruption of cheers from the exclusively female crowd. She smiles and raises her hands. "Daughters of the Matriarchy, once more we shall have the ability to procreate and further spread our rule. Already our astronomers have located a world comparable to our own, which per the writings of the Lost Mothers, harbors lifeforms nearly identical to ourselves. Thus, their people are ideal candidates for mates, should we choose to accept them as such, or as breeding stock, should we merely wish to exploit them."

Once more the crowd cheers. There are no dissenters among the masses. For over a thousand years, the Novaraens have not bred. The entirely female race, with a biological makeup that allows them to rewrite the genetic information contained in the sperm of any species and reproduce, will finally expand beyond their limited corner of space. Thus, all are happy. Some here are over two-thousand years old and nearing their middle age, desperate to become mothers before fertility leaves them.

Yet, regardless of their age, all are shapely, finely formed, beautiful. With skin tones ranging from star-white, to matching the starless black vacuums of space, and encompassing every color between--such as the glistening emerald green complexion of the presenter, Lora--the Novaraens would be considered attractive by all but the most grotesque species.

Lora presses a button on a remote in her left hand and the screen behind her flashes to life. "Mothers, sisters, daughters--I give you the Starship Plutonia, the silver chariot that will carry us to the world called 'Earth' in one tongue of its native people. Here, held in the hand of Mother Origin, who is said to have come from Earth eons ago, is the vessel that will bear us to a world where we may bear our children."

"We leave in one year and will arrive in another ten. From there we shall broker a mating contract with the native race--called "humans" in one of the native tongues--or take their males by force, should the need arise. We have waited too long to be turned away now. Thus, sisters, let us rejoice and prepare for our journey. The men of Earth will soon be ours."

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Kharn--our Editor-in-Chief--is the creator of the Virtual Babes, including this month's jaw-dropping image, entitled "Reaching for the Stars". I had fun trying to conjure up a story to match this one, and hope I did justice to such an outstanding vision of beauty. You can see our duo of lovely space-ladies HERE and all of Kharn's past V-Babes HERE. Be sure to click "full size" under the images to see them in full.

Thanks for reading!