Author's disclaimer: I don't own the asari or elements of Mass Effect.

Author's notes: Original with a Mass Effect setting. Please review and enjoy.

"The Mining Colony"

Chapter one "The club"

Thursday-Today's shift was long and hard. Payday is tomorrow, she just had enough credits to have a meal or a session at the asari club. She chose the club.

Her scheduled roommate for the week gave her a handful of chips which she scarfed down on the way to the club. Booming bass crept into her bones as she paid the fee with a more appropriately dressed asari at the front behind a desk. Even she was attractive, and the girl shivered in her filthy clothes.

"Shower rooms are to the right. There will be a robe available. Lock your clothes and belongings before going to your room," The asari desk clerk said with a smile. A passkey is handed over and the girl smiled nervously. In a dimly lit locker room, she stripped beside other humans and a smattering of turian and salarians, male and female, all avoiding looking at each other as they filed their clothes away in lockers and attached the passkeys to their wrists on the way to the showers. The girl chose to stop at the sinks briefly on the way in, and pulled a toothbrush from its plastic wrapping, brushing hard a few moments to get the taste of potato chips out of her mouth. A plastic cup of water, she rinsed, and tossed the cup and brush into the bin on the way out.

Standing naked beside a turian female and human male was disconcerting, but the girl took her spray time, rubbed the offered bar of soap all over. The soapy film of water collecting at the drain at her feet was gray with dirt from the mine. The human male puffed his pecs out and grinned at them, and the girl smiled nervously. He was excited, his cock standing at attention. The turian female smiled indulgently at him and they each took their robes, and their places at a door apiece down the next hall.

Voices called them inside and the girl entered her own room, alone at last. An asari waited, dressed down provocatively. The girl wished she'd come strapped. She wanted that control, to thrust deep and long inside the waiting asari. She accepted her embraces, her nails scraping over her scalp, ruffling her short hair almost affectionately. When they got down to it, the girl fucked the asari with her hand and finally laid down and spread her legs for reciprocation. It was enjoyable, but she enjoyed being strapped more.

After she'd come, the asari gave a last kiss to her clit and helped her up. The girl's legs were rubbery, and she took the asari's hand, kissing the back of it in thanks. The asari smiled indulgently at her and sent her on her way.

The girl entered the locker room with her erstwhile shower mates again. The man's shaft was flaccid, laying against his thigh and he yawned wildly as he pulled his clothes on. The turian female had a dreamy look on her mandibles. The girl wondered what kind of people they were, but she didn't have many more hours before the next day's shift to ask them to a pub, or to get to know them.

Making it back to her dorm room, her roommate for the next few day let her in and the girl slept on her pallet, dreaming of blue flesh and warm embraces.

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Friday- Payday. The boss waited until the midday meal to hand out credit chits to everyone. The girl's read a hundred. Enough for her week's rent and a few meals. Maybe another trip to the club if she was careful. She'd have to ask her upcoming roomie, once dorm mates were reassigned, if he or she wanted to share food for the week.

Then she could experience bliss again.

After shift, her muscles aching, the girl lined up with the other mine workers to scan their next week's dorm roommates from the glowing poster on the manager's wall. The old salarian watched them with dark eyes as he sipped his tea, the lines of workers flowing past him slowly as each scanned the list with their standard issue omnitools and moved on down the hall.

Another girl. The girl wondered what she was like and met her outside in the busy streets. Their room was 4A. They separated to grab their belongings from their old rooms and met up at the new one for the week. The girl noticed as she stuffed her duffel full that her old male roommate's things were still there. She'd wanted to say goodbye to him. In the new room, the girls chatted abit, and compiled their cans of foodstuffs and packets of spices onto the sole table. They could stretch their rations for this next week onto new assignment. You didn't have to share, but most roommates did, so they could try and spend what was left of their credits on small pleasures.

Her roommate's hair was cut short, better for mining work. It made for a better fit for the breather helmets. She smiled and the girl smiled back. Under the flickering fluorescent light of their room, mirth and warmth was shared in a look.

End for now

End notes: Felt like doing something original with Mass Effect aliens. Enjoy.

Sincerely pen 11/05/2022