What’s Beyond the Perfect Ten?
A Story of the Swarm Cycle
COPYRIGHT © 2026 BY LIZA DEVEREAUX
COVER BY LIZA DEVEREAUX USING STOCK PHOTOS
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* This book is a work of erotic fantasy/romance. Please do not contact the author telling her what isn’t realistic. She did not write this to be realistic, but to be a fun and sexy story of escapism. If you need your erotic romances to be realistic, this story isn’t.
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To be fair, the MacGregor family knew about the Sa’arm and the Confederacy about eighteen months before the President gave his speech on the Average Joes show. They knew because they were also Admiral Henry Piercey’s family and were told before he went into the Confederate Defense Force Navy. They were all bonded at that time so that they couldn’t discuss it before the official unveiling. Our hero, Sean MacGregor, has known since he was twelve about the Sa’arm invasion. As a matter of fact, he used his intellect to study everything known about the Sa’arm and then about the Confederacy.
It was while studying the Confederacy that he realized that the A.I.’s and the Darjee weren’t really serious about saving humanity. While he didn’t agree with the “Earth First” people, he didn’t like that the entire Confederacy had written Earth up as lost to the Sa’arm. Even worse was they were dragging their feet on extractions. They didn’t want to save as many humans as they could. The Confederacy’s races were more fearful of humans than of the Sa’arm, it turned out. They knew they needed mankind to fight for them, but if humans were violent enough to destroy Sa’arm, what happened when they were done with the Sa’arm? That was why they weren’t giving their newest, most advanced ships or weapons to this semi-barbaric race they’d asked to help them.
Sean asked to talk with his grandfather when he came home next to visit. This wasn’t a discussion that could be overheard by others. He even found an out-of-the-way place to get online as he started teaching himself Confederate computer language. He needed to hack the Defense Force’s network and find something to give humanity a fighting chance. The night before his fourteenth birthday, he found two things he was looking for. The first was a type of engine that the Confederacy wasn’t using in any of their ships. It was an inertialess engine that could change direction instantly. The only problem was the amount of energy it took to power it. He downloaded the schematic anyway. Knowledge is power, after all.
The second thing will even help with the first; it was an energy shield that was self-powering. The creator had called it a kinetic energy shield. It made a ship virtually impenetrable to most weapons. The beauty of the thing was that it would use the kinetic energy from anything that exploded against it to self-power the shield itself. Sean downloaded that schematic too, and then he removed all trace of his intrusion into their systems but left himself a backdoor to make it easier next time. He sent copies of the engine and shield to Liam. Fleet Admiral was the commander of a secret Starbase that housed the Defense Force R&D department. They asked him to find a way to defeat the Sa’arm.
Sean turned into bed. Tomorrow would be a busy day. He wasn’t supposed to know, but one of his three best friends let it slip that his mom was throwing him a surprise party for his fourteenth birthday. Before that, he was to report for his mandatory CAP testing instead of school.
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Sean sat up to find his twin little sisters staring at him, grinning and giggling while pointing at his morning wood. “Mommy said, to get up, sleepyhead. You have a test today.”
“I’m up! You two get so I can go piss and get dressed.” Before they could move, he jumped up, grabbed them, and threw them on the bed. Caging them between his body and the wall, Sean tickled them until they threatened to pee on him. Then he jumped up and raced them to the bathroom, locking them out. He took care of business, including a quick shower. Then he dressed in nice khaki cargo pants and a polo shirt. When he got to the kitchen, his mom and the twins all sang happy birthday to him. Sean saw his mom wince when she moved and gasped when she hugged him, and instantly, he was pissed. His asshole drunk of a father had beaten her again. Today, that stopped. He’d grown bigger than his old man this past year, and he would show him just what he’d learned in his self-defense classes. His dad was going to learn to keep his hands off Mom, Chloe, and Ivy; or he was going to get his ass beaten by his son.
First, he had to make sure she was all right. “How bad?” he asked her, looking into her eyes.
“I don’t think anything’s broken.” She admitted, blushing. “He just lost control a little.”
“Why do you put up with it? Kick his ass out. I know Jared and Grandpa would take care of us. Hell once I get my CAP Card I can go to work and take care of us. We don’t need him anymore!”
His mother shook her head. “It’s not that simple Sean. He’s, my husband. I love him. He has a problem, All the secrets we are keeping is affecting his emotional state. Your father is a very open man; secrets are not something he does well with. He needs more time to adjust and then things will get better.”
Sean growled in frustration; his mom did this all the time: make excuses for him. “So what? It’s frustrating him; that’s no reason to take it out on us. It is going to stop, and I mean now or I’ll stop it!”
Helen MacGregor shook her head.” No, you will not! Go take your CAP test. But you will do nothing to your father that would get you in trouble and your score altered by a retest.”
Sean kissed her on the cheek and left. He hoped he’d score well. He needed numerous concubines. His Aunt Annie and his mom were also on his list, should he get his fantasy. They were twins, like his little sister and two very good-looking women, even at 45. Identical twin MILFs; both with sunny blonde hair shoulder-length. Small ears with longer lobes, Sean thought, perfect for sucking and, based on their shape, were probably erogenous zones for each of them. Hazel eyes with a perfect button nose centered between them. Below red cupid’s bow lips, plump, luscious and just begging to be kissed and sucked and wrapped around a hard cock. Yes, like a lot of teenage boys, he fantasized about his mom and her twin sister, and he wasn’t even embarrassed by it. He heard in the Confederacy and Colony worlds incest wasn’t the taboo it was here. The only problem he would have had was with birth defects, but with Confederacy Medical advances, there was no fear of that.
Both of them had pale, creamy skin, long, slender necks he knew would be tender and break out in gooseflesh with a good nibble or sucking kiss. He once saw his mom topless and noticed dark rose areolas and cherry-sized pink nipples. Perfect for nursing babies or horny lovers. Their asses were heart-shaped perfection, just enough fat to make them lush and squeezable. How did he know? He teased his aunt every time she hugged him by dropping his hands from her hips to her cheeks and giving them a squeeze and a pat. Needing a seven on his CAP, he required four slots. His dad and uncle weren’t sponsor-grade, and his mom and Annie missed by 0.4%. They each had scored 6.1. If he were sponsor-grade, he would take his mom, aunt, and their kids. He needed two more slots because he wanted to take his girlfriend, Lucy. He’d promised he would if he scored high enough. They’d already heard of sponsors pre-packing their households with concubines they wanted. The Conk’s as they were called, went everywhere with their sponsor; that way, they couldn’t get left behind. Sean and Lucy had never gone much further than making out above clothes, but she had gotten him to promise to take her with him if he got a sponsor score. She had missed with 3.7, but she was a JV cheerleader and not known for her brains. Down the road, it might have saved Sean some pain if he knew her sub-scores. While her inhibition score was low and her sexuality and enjoyment of sex were extremely high, her loyalty was almost non-existent, as was her honest and honorable score. She had a zero for maternal. In other words, she looked hot and knew it. If it weren’t for Sa’arm, she would never have given Sean a second look. Oh, not that he looked like the geek he was, he just wasn’t a sports star likely to keep her on top socially. But she knew he was smart and most likely would be a sponsor. She let him touch and kiss her to keep him interested, then went to a sports party without him when she wanted to fuck. Hell, she’d even been the center of a team-wide gang-bang, letting them make her airtight all-night long after the homecoming dance last month. They all just knew to leave her alone if she was with Sean, and for the most part, they did. But Sean knew none of that and well, he was honest, honorable and loyal. He’d told her if he made sponsor she’d go with him, and he’d meant it.
Sean thought all that as he was riding his bike to the Testing Center. To his shock, upon arriving, he discovered his three best friends were present, having all tested in the past two months and reached sponsor level. They couldn’t take the test again for a year, so why were Sabrina Moore, Donna Gray, and Jonathan Waterman here? The three of them rushed up to him and sang happy birthday to him. “Thanks! Now, why are you here?”
Sabrina laughed and kissed his cheek. “It’s your birthday and we knew you’d come here to test today. Donna and I came to support you, and Johnathan’s mom made him bring his sister. You know today’s her birthday too?”
“I forgot that we were birthday twins. So, Rae Dawn is testing today too?”
There came a huff behind him from a dark-haired pixie who wrapped her arms around
Sean from behind and pressed her hard teen tits into his back, making sure he could feel the hard nipples through their clothes. She had the biggest crush on him, but that slutty Lucy Staoleton had him all wrapped up in her. Even though everybody but Sean knew she was fucking the football team on the regular. All the while stringing naive, virgin Sean along to get a sure spot as a concubine. “Happy Birthday Sean! Yes, I’m testing too. Daddy said he’d spent tons on education, so he expected me to score just as high or higher than Jonathan or go find a pickup and get conked!”
Sean jerked at the venom she said the last with. Was she joking? He looked at Jonathan, who nodded. “Yeah, Dad said it. He refuses to pay upkeep for individuals over fourteen who don’t have a score of 6.5 or higher. His message to her was, ‘Pass or get conked, today.’”
Sean was pissed. What was wrong with the men in this town? Between his dad, his uncle, and now Mr. Waterman, they all seemed to morph into some kind of Asshat. His dad was becoming an abusive drunk. His uncle, from what he had overheard, was becoming an overcontrolling dick and borderline abusive, and now Mr. W just seemed to lose his damn mind. OK, legally Fourteens were considered adults under the new laws, but most parents didn’t throw their offspring out on their birthday if they didn’t score a 6.5.
Shit, if you read any of the literature at all, only twenty-five out of every one hundred males tested make Sponsor Level Scores. For women, it’s worse; six out of every one hundred tested pass sponsorship. Almost no women under 16 qualify. The only exceptions he knows are Donna and Sabrina. They both barely got 6.5 scores. Sean’s brother had told them to pay to take a few new mother and child care sleep trainings to help boost their scores next year. He could see and feel the tension and anxiety flowing off Rae Dawn. This worked up, and she’d get worse than Lucy had. Sean turned and wrapped the little pixie-sized brunette in a bear hug. “Stop worrying. You need to relax or your not gonna score well.”
She burys her face in his chest and sobs, “I can’t help it! I just know I’m not gonna get a 6.5 today the best I’ve done on any pretest was 4.6 I’m gonna end up with some rando as his Conk. If I can even find a pickup today.”
She’s clutching at him. Sean was holding and stroking her back. He looks at her brother, who is livid. Sean knows how he feels. He wants to calm and protect his sister and kick his dad’s sorry as. “Johnathan, do you trust me?”
WHAT THE HELL, SEAN? HOWCAN YOU ASK ME THAT?”
He looks down at Rae in his arms and then back at his friend. “Please answer me. Do. You. Trust. Me?”
“Yes, I trust you with my life. You know that.”
“Do you trust me enough to give me your sister?”
Rae, Donna, and Sabrina all gasp and look at Sean to see if he is hinting at what they think he is. Jonathan, on the other hand isn’t thinking he’s beyond pissed. “What the fuck do you mean by that McGregor?”Sean puts his finger under Rae’s chin and tilts her head up and places a kiss on the side of her mouth. “Does any of you think I’m going to score under a 6.5 today?”
They are all shaking their heads no. Sabrina said, “If you score less than an 8.5, I’ll eat my granny’s used panties.”
Jonathan, do you think I’ll score less than a 6.5?”
“No, I agree with Sabrina you’ll be over 8 if anyone is.”
Sean looked into Rae’s eyes. “I want you to calm down and then do the best you can on the test. If you pass, we all go celebrate. If you don’t, I’ll take you as one of my conks. I’m serious, Rae. If you don’t pass and I do, I’ll take you home today; find us a small apartment and we can start working on a pre-pack. I’ve guaranteed Lucy a spot, but even if I only get 6.5, that leaves two for us, so you’ll be protected from any random guys. You’ll stay close to me when we’re not at school, and I’ll take you off world when I’m picked up. And we know I’m going to get picked up because of who my grandpa is.”
She looks up into his eyes. “Really? You’ll keep me with you if I fail?”
He nodded. “Yes, I’ll even get you classes over the next year to help you retest if you want next year.”
She reached up and pulled him down for a steamy kiss. “I accept your offer, Citizen McGregor.”
All three of his friends said. “Witnessed.” All of them knew it wasn’t a legally binding promise, but they all knew that Sean was honorable. He wouldn’t have offered if he were going to change his mind.
“Then let’s go register to test. I have to hurry I have an appointment in five minutes.
The two of them moved up to the registration desk. A woman in a naval uniform with butter bars looked at him and Rae. “Can I help you?”
“Yes, we’re here to take the test. I have a nine am appointment and convinced my birthday twin to come test with me.”
“I need to see school ID and birth certificates for each of you.”
Sean handed her his, and she slid his ID through the slot on the computer, and it made a strange chime. The Ensign’s eyes got wide. “Well, I was going to ask if you wanted Navy or Marines but there is a special notation that you are pre-chosen by the Naval Research and Development department.” She hit Enter on the keyboard, and a voice spoke, “Welcome Sean McGregor. If you would follow the blue lights to test room one, we will get started.”
“Thank you, A.I. Can you ensure my friend here gets to test Nay as well?”
“I will see to it personally, Sean.”
He looks at Rae and pulls her into his arms. “Take a deep, relaxing breath. Then give me a kiss for luck and I’ll meet you here when the tests are done.”
She took a deep breath and then kissed him as if she were trying to see what he had for breakfast. Now he had to walk to room one sporting an obvious hard-on. All three of his friends laughed.
Ah, hell, he had nothing to be ashamed of. He knew from gym showers he was larger than average for his age. Seven inches at fourteen and having puberty really just start. He figured if growth norms followed, he’d be between nine and ten inches long when his body finished growing, and if he wasn’t, he could augment until he was.
He followed the blue light to test room one and entered. Everything was definitely naval, with white walls and blue floors. “A.I. what name are you known by?”
“This unit is normally called Tester. Enter the room, remove your clothes, hang them in the closet provided, lie on the testing bed, and cover with the sheet. I will have the medical personnel come and attach you to my system for testing.”
“May I ask you a few questions while we do that? My brain is always working, and a new query is occupying my thoughts.”
“Interesting is this about the CAP or testing?”
Sean shook his head. “No actually, it is about the Confederacy ships provided the Navy to fight the Sa’arm. What color scheme are the ships?”
“All Confederacy vessels use the same light-blue and white color scheme.”
Sean had just lain on the bed and covered up when a pretty little thing in the blue scrubs of Navy medical personnel entered and hooked him up to several monitors and machines. Once she left, Tester spoke. “Just relax and close your eyes. Your testing is about to commence.”
Sean closed his eyes, and in what felt like a few seconds, they opened again. He was still lying on the testing bed, but he had been unhooked from the monitors and machines. “Your testing is complete if you will return to the registration desk your Cap Card will be issued. Volunteer McGregor, Rae Dawn Waterman, your friend, has completed her process. The staff is holding her CAP Card until you arrive at the desk. She did not get sponsorship. This unit heard what you told her and will remind you that what you offered was not legally binding. The refusal to follow through could bring a change in your Cap score, as it would reflect on your honesty, reliability, and honorable nature.”
Sean nodded, “I have every intention of helping her, no matter what my cap score is. Legally, we are both considered adults. I will find us housing and keep my word to her.”
He left the testing room and returned to the desk. As soon as he got there, the ensign handed Rae her CAP card, and she turned to me and started to cry. Jonathan, Donna, and Sabrina were all right there and saw the 5.1 she’d scored. “Hey, don’t worry about that score, Rae. You did better today than you did on the pretest. We’ll get you some sleep teaching and you’ll pass it next year.”
Just then, the Ensign cleared her throat. “Mr. McGregor, I’ve been told to have you, and Miss Waterman follow the yellow light to the conference room. Apparently, someone above me needs to talk to you.” She looked at the other three of our party. “I’m sorry, but I can’t allow you access. I’ve received an order to ask you to leave and catch up with them later tonight.”
Sabrin and Donna both gave him full body hugs, grinding down on his hard cock, and kisses that completely painted the inside of his mouth with their tongues. They both whispered in his ear that more was to come later. Then they turned and did the same thing to Rae Dawn. Jonathan hugged his sister and placed a light kiss on her forehead. “Keep right beside Sean when your out in public. That’s the best way to get picked up with him.”
He turned to Sean, shook his hand, and gave him a bro hug. “Take good care of her, Sean, and thank you! I’ll see you tonight.” Then, together, the three of them turned and left the testing center. Sean carried Rae Dawn down the hall like a bride, her arms around his neck as she kissed under his jawline. He was following the yellow beacon until it stopped in front of a door. Rae reached out and opened the door, and they went inside. Once in Sean had seated himself at the table, keeping Rea in his arms. She turned and nestled back into his arms. Wriggling her taunt little ass all over his hard throbbing cock until it was comfortably nestled between her clothed cheeks. While still rubbing up and down, she proceeded to rhythmically squeeze his cock between her cheeks. He was about to tell her to stop when a familiar whine sounded in the far corner. Sean looked to see his grandfather, Fleet Admiral Henry Honeycutt, stride into the room. Followed by a second transporter whine and his brother Lt. Commander Liam McGregor followed his boss. “Liam! Grandfather! This is a surprise what are you doing here? I thought you would be on your Starbase working.”
Liam flat-out laughed. “Did you really think, little brother that Mom would allow any of us to miss your birthday?”
His grandfather smiled. “While that is true, we did come in for your birthday; that is not why we’re here.”
Sean’s face scrunched up. He had a bad feeling that he knew what his grandpa was going to say next. “Congratulations, Ensign McGregor, this is your Extraction pickup.”
