Hot Wet Arrival (Closed)

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

He gritted his teeth to stifle the rage. Perhaps the Lieutenant was right. If he could counteract what was happening . . .

"Very well, Lieutenant. We go together."

Again he looked past the Lieutenant.

"Clothing might be an issue. See what you have next to your stasic pod."

 

[Lotharian]

Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

William nodded and stepped back into the stasis chamber, helping the captain with the debris. Sadly, Stasis Chamber 01 seemed to have taken it's fair deal of damage. A number of pods, now that they had light, had been destroyed. William held back the urge to vomit, with the blood of some of those crushed by debris seeping unto the floor.

William just focused upon where his locker was. Thankfully, it seemed undamaged. The Captain seemed to be getting really agitated, and on edge. MacLeod always gave him the impression of seeming tough, but actually being a cool, level headed man. He more seemed like a hooligan than the man he knew.

William opened his locker and grabed a pair of reg slacks, his shirt, and his non-reg lab-coat. It was humid, yes, but he needed what tools he could easily at hand. The stuff was a bit tighter than he remembered, but it wasn't anything he couldn't work with.

Also, Will made sure to grab his own lantern from his emergency kit and smiled lightly when he fired it up, adding to the illumination. The light giving the man some more comfort. After getting dressed, and grabbing what instruments still worked (a portable atmosphere analyzer, and a bio-analyzer) and began to walk out.

"We should stay alert cap'n. We dun know if the route to med-bay is still intact, or if there dun be some kinda hazards in our path. An' we dun no what structural integrity is in these sections." Arghem said as he made his way out the door, and down the corridors toward Med-Bay.

 

[Silvergirl]

Dr Patricia McNamara (Ship's Doctor/Xenobiologist)

Just as Patricia turned around to look at Brian North, the Science Officer, 1st Class, went visibly pale and collapsed. As soon as she saw his knees buckling, Patricia stepped forward and grabbed hold of him.

“Marie", she called out to one of the two young nurses, "Help me...he just fainted!"

Nurse Marie Tomlinson rushed over, and so did Kitty Yee, both nurses appeared incredibly young and voluptous even in the dim green emergency chemical lighting. Odd images of how they'd look mostly naked flashed through Patricia's mind and made her clench a little inside. A tiny moan of intense desire escaped her lips.

Together, the three young women carried the unconscious form of Brian North to one of the temporary beds. Patricia did what she could, but without working med-scanners and the diagnostics capabilities of the autodoc, not even bright light to work with, she could only surmise that Brian was suffering shock, and greater loss of blood than had seemed on first check. He may have had internal bleeding, which meant that she'd have to operate to stop it, but in these conditions? His chances weren't good.

 

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

Oddly, the dead crewmembers didn't faze him. Even more disturbing to him, he found himself relieved they were all men. He didn't voice his concernes, of course.

Instead, he nodded to the Lieutenant's warning, and made his way toward med bay.

There was surprisingly little damage to this part of the ship. There were even some flickering lights to show that power hadn't been completely lost.

Good. Perhaps Lieutenant Arghem and the Doctor will have something to work with.

He stepped carefully along the corridor until he came to the rear entrance to the med bay. The door didn't open.

He popped the manual release, and pulled the lever. The door released, and slid open a crack. He and Arghem each grabbed a side and pulled it open.

MacLeod stepped through first, and nearly cursed. They green emergency ligting was on, which meant powere was minimal at the least.

So much for the advanced med bay.

The doctor and her nurses were placing a crewman on one of the temporary bed they had set up.

He also noticed how high their uniforms rode on their thighs . . . and how when they bent over . . .

He growled, forcing himself to ignore these urges.

"Doctor, I'm glad to see you're okay."

The doctor spun, holding her hand to her chest. Apparently, he had startled her. Her chest heaved under her hand.

Again, the Captain forced himself to ignore his aches.

"Lieutenant Arghem was awoken by Tien Fei. Maybe he can help . . ."

 

[Lotharian]

Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

The path down was a little troublesome. The entire thing reminded him too much of DOOM 10. Crash landed on an alien planet and Hell breaks loose. He got a shiver up his spine from it. When they finally got to the med bay, they tried the door that didn't work. Him and the Captain had to open it manually.

The captain headed in before him, and William came in when the Captain was out of the way. William was shocked by the sight before him. He recognized the doctor, barely. She was... beautiful... her clothes seemed as if they could barely contain her womanhood. And her skirt was so short. All he'd have to do is... William shook his head and fought against the urges, remembering that he and her were members of the Federation and on a Federation ship. He wouldn't bring disgrace to the fleet.

William brought himself to a salute to the doctor, forcing himself to remain formal. "Lt. William Argham, a pleasure to see ye again Doctor. More than you'd..." William shook his head. "Forgive me ma'am... I must be a little out o' it. I know there is somethin' more than we know goin' on... I need any result ye got so I can put somethin' together."

Will looked to the Captain once more, if only to avert his gaze from Patricia and compose himself. "Cap'n, I'd suggest we gather the Senior Officers. 'Till then, I'll try to figure out more on what is goin' on."

 

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

"Communications are cut off, Lieutenant. That's why we need to do a search of the ship." MacLeod stifled the rage he felt at the other man presuming to take command of the situation. He's just doing his job.

He waited for the Doctor, now, trying to keep his eyes on hers.

 

[Silvergirl]

Dr Patricia McNamara (Ship's Doctor/Xenobiologist)

"Doctor, I'm glad to see you're okay."

The voice of the Captain surprised her, as it seemed to come out of the dark. Patricia turned, startled, and remembering how the zipper on her jacket had gotten stuck low before, she tried to cover the overly exposed cleavage for a moment.

"Captain McLeod, Sir", Patricia greeted him, "Welcome to Sickbay."

She frowned at the sight of the man standing behind the Captain and didn't quite rcognise him though he was vaguely familiar.

"Lieutenant Arghem was awoken by Tien Fei. Maybe he can help . . ."

Arghem? Oh yes, Patricia thought as she recalled the Science Officer. second class. She hadn't see him awake for at least 3 months. She glanced at the bulge of both men's groins almost as if it was easier to recognize them that way. Patricia felt the increasing little trickles of wetness start to make it's way down her inner thighs. She wanted attention inside her too much, and by the way the two nurses wiggled their hips and behaved otherwise, they were feeling it even worse than her.

"Lt. William Argham, a pleasure to see ye again Doctor. More than you'd..." the lieutenant said, "Forgive me ma'am... I must be a little out o' it. I know there is somethin' more than we know goin' on... I need any result ye got so I can put somethin' together."

His voice, like the captain's, sent a little thrill through her, both men smelled incredibly masculine as well. The Captain had the edge though; the aura of power and command. For a moment, Patricia felt the odd impulse to remove her skirt and imagined him screwing her from behind as she leaned over one of the beds.

"I wish that I could help you more with Lieutenant", Patricia replied, "But with the power down, the computers offline, and all my notes and medical data from scanning the crew presently inaccessible until we get power again...it's going to be difficult. All I can give you is going to be rather limited."

"Cap'n, I'd suggest we gather the Senior Officers. 'Till then, I'll try to figure out more on what is goin' on.", the newly awakened Science Officer said.

"Communications are cut off, Lieutenant. That's why we need to do a search of the ship." , the Captain had replied to him.

Patricia nodded and said, "I have to concur with the Captain on this. The ship is in a really bad way. We barely have any idea of real casualties, and expect they were heavy."

Patricia paused, considering what else to say, then added, "We're in desperate need for power, and I need more lights here. Hot water. Some of the field medical supplies from stores. I haven't been able to get any of those things yet, as we've only just completed a surgical operation, but very soon I have to perform another. Brian North collapsed only moments before your arrival, I suspect from internal bleeding."

Oh Divinity, was she getting horny or was she getting horny? Patricia's pussy was getting to her a lot. The impulse to remove her skirt was becoming stronger too, but she resisted it. Instead, she clutched the too high hem and fidgeted, unknowingly lifting the hem a little higher as if flashing the Captain. Patricia could literally feel the need to expose herself to him. He stared at her intensely as well. Only the calmer presence of Lieutenant Arghem gave her the willpower to not follow the impulse through, but strange thoughts flowed through her mind.

 

[Lotharian]

Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

"I wish that I could help you more with Lieutenant", Patricia replied, "But with the power down, the computers offline, and all my notes and medical data from scanning the crew presently inaccessible until we get power again...it's going to be difficult. All I can give you is going to be rather limited."

"Communications are cut off, Lieutenant. That's why we need to do a search of the ship." , the Captain had replied to him.

William sighed when he heard both of the responses. He was shit out of luck, until the ship's power was restored to at least this section. William just wanted to explod, in more than one way. But he didn't let this inward frustration show upon him. He had to be strong for the Tien.

He knew he had to get power on, but he had the strong desire to stay with these nurses. Their current ways of acting just so sexy, they shouldn't be left alone. After all, they deserved some attention... Even in the darkness their shapes just made... no. William had a duty to the Federation.

"Well then Cap'n, I guess I've gotta work on the power then." William said, noting how his voice seemed deeper than his normal voice. He needed to get to the bottom of this, because he didn't know how much more radical things would get. "I'll need some tools though, and someone who knows what they're doin'. Do ye know the status of Engineerin' Cap'n?"

 

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

The Captain nodded to the Lieutenant's question, his eyes never leaving the Doctor.

"Chang said he found a way in. Sub-level 5C, grid 12-17. He's down there now. Coordinate with him, Lieutenant. And be careful. Stay in contact."

The Lieutenant snapped a smart salute, and the Captain returned it.

When the Lieutenant left, the Captain stepped closer to the doctor.

"Did you and your nurses not get the updated uniform protocol Patricia?"

His eyes dropped to her skirt, before looking her in the eyes. He frowned, his eyes boring into hers.

"The lower half of your uniform must be kept open to the air for health concerns. Remove them at once and have them sterilized."

 

[Armphid]

Lt. Commander Mel Locke

Veronica's voice, so weak and soft, startled Mel enough for him to regain control. He threw himself away from Grace as though he had been burned, averting his eyes from her. Just looking at her made him want to mount her and start fucking again...and he couldn't afford to give into that. Engineering was not a safe place to be right now...

"I...I hear you, Veronica...I mean, Sergeant." She was hurt. She needed to get to Sick Bay. Just keep thinking about that. Don't think about how large and luscious her tits are, how good her pussy smells, how wet and begging it is...Damn it! "You've been unconscious for about...Europa's Ice, I don't know how long." "No way to tell time in here now." He had managed to pull on what was left of his pants, more a loin cloth than anything else now. His cock had swelled to erection, bulging against the scorched material.

"Anybody alive down there? If you are, please respond." The voice was vaguely familiar, but rather than relief, it sent a rush of anger in Mel. Another man? In his Engineering bay? Near the women? He snarled under his breath, hands clenching into fists...

What was he doing? Mel forced himself to calm down, tamping down the territorial drive to subjugate or force out another male. "Rrr...Lt. Commander Locke here!" "I've got Lt. Tanaka and Sgt. Kerensky with me!" "Sgt. Kerensky is injured, and needs to get to Sick Bay!" "Have you found a way out of here?"

 

[Lovelynice]

Lt. Grace Tanaka

Hearing Veronica stirring and waking up, Grace looked at the Weapons Officer in surprise.

"Vero...um..I mean", Grace said, "Sergeant, we're glad you're okay..."

Grace felt a guilty pang, as while Grace had been screwing the Chief Engineer, she had in fact completely forgotten about the injured female colonial marine.

"We were discussing how to get you to sickbay", Grace added, feeling like a liar and blushing.

The blush heated in places that were already too aroused and made her whimper in a tiny way. Dribbles of Mel's cum still leaked down her thighs from her well fucked pussy, and she hoped that in the dark Veronica wouldn't notice.

"Anybody alive down there? If you are, please respond."

Who was that? Another male voice... Grace's pussy clenched tight with flaring need and her belly tingled in hot way. She was shocked at horny she was feeling, and being so horny embarrassed her.

Mel's deep masculine voice called back to the other man...
"Rrr...Lt. Commander Locke here!....I've got Lt. Tanaka and Sgt. Kerensky with me!"
"Sgt. Kerensky is injured, and needs to get to Sick Bay!"
"Have you found a way out of here?"

Thinking about the other man, whoever it was, made Grace think of his cock with curiosity, and to her own surprise Grace realised that she was half-hoping to be fucked by him too. She blushed intensely, feeling hot inside like a fire, and needing a man's cock inside already. Needing to be touched, even by another woman. Even the shapely Veronica with her magnificent breasts fascinated Grace's eyes when she glanced at the female marine. Grace tried hard to keep her self-control, but she kept getting the impulse to touch herself down there....an urge that she was barely resisting.

 

[Lotharian]

Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

"Chang said he found a way in. Sub-level 5C, grid 12-17. He's down there now. Coordinate with him, Lieutenant. And be careful. Stay in contact."

William saluted the captain and made his way out of the med bay. His quarters should be near by, so maybe he could find something to help him figure out things. After all, his personal station was supposed to keep a live update of all major updates, and keep a log of scans from the ship's sensors.

It was when he was walking down the halls that he smelt it... the sweet aroma he had not smelt since coming unto the Tien Fei. It was coming from one of the quarters near his own. It called him like a siren, and when he came to the slightly ajarred door, he pulled it open with all his might. Which was, right now, a surprising amount.

And there she was, open before him. Even in the darkness he could make out the shapely figure. He came to it, the scent that drove him hear came from the liquids coming out of her pouring unto the floor. He was a Fedration Officer... such things... should be beneath one. But yet, he couldn't resist the lure. He couldn't let such prize go to waste.

William raised the open hole to his lips, taking a drink of the liquids. He brought the lantern closer to get a better idea of his prize. 'Blacklocke Scotch. Best in all New England.' The last time he'd had the stuff was the night before he boarded the Tien Fei. It was his favourite drink.

"Thank ye..." William said, stopping to look at the log that had also fallen out unto the floor. "...Mr. Yamamoto. Ye have fine taste! Bastard for smuggling the stuff on board, and I'll have ta report ye after this all is over."

That taste of home gave William some encouragement. He put the booze bootles that had slipped out back into their hidden place and sealed it up again. William then made his move to his cabin to see the status there.

Actually, there was a little bit of power getting to his room, the light at his desk was flickering. The Lieutenant decided to try and find some way to take whatever power was going to the lamp, and get it to go into his computer instead. He was a genius! He'd figure it out!

 

[Silvergirl]

Dr Patricia McNamara (Ship's Doctor/Xenobiologist)

She watched the Lt. Arghem leave the sickbay by the regular doorway, but Patricia coouldn't help noticing how nice and tight his buttocks were, and how manly wide were his shoulders. Then her eyes felt pulled back to the Captain.

His gaze was so incredibly intense, his eyes glittering in the dim light.

"Did you and your nurses not get the updated uniform protocol Patricia?", Captain McLeod asked her.

Patricia's hands were fidgeting with the clip and zipper of her too short skirt. She felt a trickle of oily wetness making it's way down her right inner thigh, almost to her knee. The two nurses were already undoing their skirts as if about to pull them down.

"Up...updated uniform protocol, sir?", Patricia asked, fascinated as she felt her hands unclipping the waist band of her tiny skirt through no conscious will of her own.

"The lower half of your uniform must be kept open to the air for health concerns. Remove them at once and have them sterilized.", the Captain told her.

Patricia's hands were already unzipping the side of the tiny skirt as he said this.

She nodded in asent, too surprised by the speed of her own obedience to the seemingly outrageous order. Her skirt fell to the floor. As did the skirts of the two nurses, Kitty Yee and Marie Tomlinson. All three of the young women were now nude from the hem of thier short tunics to their feet, otherwise only wearing highheels and the green tunics of Medical.

"Yes, Captain", Patricia acquised, and told one of the nurses, "Marie, toss the skirts into the recyler, it's the only way to be sure of sterilizing them most thoroughly."

There was a sense of finality about the order.

 

[ImpWizard]

Brian Chang (2nd Engineer/Cargo Specialist)

"Rrr...Lt. Commander Locke here!....I've got Lt. Tanaka and Sgt. Kerensky with me!"

Brian was glad that somebody was still though he didn't like the sound of the engineer's voice. He sounded very aggressive, as if wanting an argument or a fight. Brian had the urge to yell back someting derogatory but he held back.

"Okay, understood! Anybody injured?", Brian yelled back instead.

"Sgt. Kerensky is injured, and needs to get to Sick Bay!...
"Have you found a way out of here?" [/I]

"I'm working on it now", Brian called down into the dim darkness.

He lloked around for something, anything, to tie the clinbing cord onto, but there was nothing that appeared strong enough.

Just have to make do with what I've got, Brian thought as he surveyed what was around him. Then it ocurred to him that maybe were strong frameworks and supports behind the ventilation-shaft panelling. Brian used a screwdriver to open a row of panels and tied the climbing cord onto a a few of the metaceramic framework supports. Then he very nervously started to climb his way down.

 

[Veryknowing]

The Beast of Kwegon

The hairless female biped suddenly panicked, perhaps seeing the Beast, so the Beast moved around to interpose some of it's tentacles between the female creature and the shore.

Wondering what it was going to do next, and how it would react to the Beast's presence, the Beast very quietly lifted one tentacle up above the water between the female biped and the shore. Waving it slowly, and trying to taste the air.

The smell in the air was - interesting - tantalizing - and just beginning to mix into the water near the soft female biped.

It was the taste and smell of mating and fun.

Fun like the Beast had not experienced in uncounted millennia. It's triple-chambered heart began to beat faster, and memories washed through it. Rituals performed by hairless bipeds like this one. Mating and joy. It's duty - vague memories of it's duty regarding such things.

There was something wrong. The creature had on some garment covering what should not be covered.

Red coloured material.

Red for rage.

Red for anger.

Red for blood.

Yet, there was no smell of blood.

The garment was a trick, the Beast surmised.

 

[Lotharian]

Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

William, after a couple of minutes of trying, got power rerouted into the computer and he gave forth a mighty cheer of success! Thankfully, his room was mostly intact because it was so spartan and there really wasn't much that wasn't either in a locked cabinet bolted down, or otherwise. Will knew there was a reason he asked for a secure cabin.

When the screen powered up, Will quickly hit the button on the comm that Captain had given him. "Cap'n! Me personal computer's up and operational! I'll give the scans a run through 'efore meetin' up with de engineers." William said, his voice happy for it was the first good news he'd had. "I'll keep ye in de know Cap'n with reports every 'alf an hour."

With that said, William logged on and a big alert appeared. Blue Thrust? He'd heard of it before... was it really on the ship? The doctor didn't seem as if she was dressed to these new protocols that were in the message... maybe it was an error... Nope. It was real... What in the world happened when he was put into the freeze?

When William went to close the message, there was a sudden flash of something on the screen. A woman with some kind of tubing wrapped around her was all he could make out before it flashed off the screen, and moaning. What in...? What's going on...?

A big message was on the screen, after the brief image disappeared. 'Warning: Link to Server Offline'. No surprise there. William went passed it to the local memory files. He was thankful he kept these scans backed up locally, and went to work, beginning at the last logs and working his way back towards when they first entered this damn system.

 

[2ndSight]

Sgt. Veronica Kerensky

Veronica held her head, feeling dizzy and faint, but in some way not as weak as before.

The Chief Engineer's voice was deep and reassuring, "I...I hear you, Veronica...I mean, Sergeant...You've been unconscious for about...Europa's Ice, I don't know how long....No way to tell time in here now."

"Vero...um..I mean", the Navigation Officer said, "Sergeant, we're glad you're okay...We were discussing how to get you to sickbay"

Veronica nodded, her head pounding to her heartbeat. Inside her pussy sqqueezed with a different kind of wanting. Oh Via, was she horny right now. She tried to sit up but had to lay back down again. Her bottom felt wet, as was the crease between her cheeks, wetness of her own lovejuices flowed in a slow way from her centre of desire. Veronica half-heartedly tried to close her legs, but they only spread wider, inviting. She glanced down at her long legs in confusion. Then she remembered that she was still naked down there, and no doubt that Lt.Cmdr Mel Locke could see everything even in the dim green chemical lighting.

For some reason, Veronica couldn't bring her hands to cover her feminity from his eyes either.

"Anybody alive down there? If you are, please respond."

Who was that? Veronica didn't recognize the voice coming from somewhere deeper in Engineering and up high. Near the ceiling, maybe?

The Chief Engineer was surprisingly quick and angry in his response, "Rrr...Lt. Commander Locke here!....I've got Lt. Tanaka and Sgt. Kerensky with me!"
"Sgt. Kerensky is injured, and needs to get to Sick Bay!"
"Have you found a way out of here?"

Veronica looked at him, and being well acquainted with the smell of men in combat, her cunt twinged in excitement. Mel Locke was prepared for a fight, literally flooding the air around him with metallic odour of adrenalin and masculinity. She wanted him.

There was the smell of abundant sex everywhere, Veronica began to notice. On him. On the young Navigation Officer. Veronica studied Grace with interest then, seeing the "just fucked" look unmistakeably. That and the glimmer of sexual fluids, creamily running down the girl's thighs.

Woooah! They'd been fucking while I lay here unconscious?!

Were those two an item?

Veronica felt a vague twinge of jealousy, but also fascination. The image of doing a threesome with the Chief Engineer and Grace flashed through her mind.

No, not yet.

Mel was looking well hung though, the bulge in his pants large and pulling at Veronica's eyes. Grace was looking very interesting too.

 

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

He eyd her bare legs, and trailed his eyes upward. The doctors appearance seemed to be . . . different.

He could feel his cock respond inside his tight pants.

He cleared his throat and forced himself to look at her eyes, and to ignore the nurses whom were looking at him imploringly.

"Doctor. I feel . . . something is affecting my crew. And me. And I'm counting on your confidentiality."

It was going to be difficult letting her touch him, but he had to know if there was something wrong with him physically,

He walked toward the examination table, fighting the urge to lift the doctor's tunic and pump her full of his cum, before moving on to the nurses.

Control. The crew is counting on you.

He unbuttoned his trousers, and slipped them to the floor before he caught himself. Well, it was a physical after all . . . and he would have to show here what else he had discovered.

He shook his head.

"There have been physical changes."

He had always been physically fit, but the muscles that now graced his frame were . . . well, he hadn't been this in shape even ten years ago. And, he had always been fortunate enough to be well hung, but . . . well, the doctor would know what he meant. She had given him a full physical prior to the mission.

He turned toward her, and heard her gasp.

His cock hung heavy between his legs. The difference was astounding.

 

[Tanuki]

Ensign Keiko Inara

Keiko held still, in the murky water, wiping her eyes again as she looked nervously about her. It was no more than 3-4 meters to the shore, maybe she could . . . .

Keiko screamed, as a snake popped up out of the water right in front of her. After nearly fainting in fear, she froze as the snake began to look around, as if searching. Then she realized it had no eyes, and no mouth that she could see, and in fact didn't look like a snake at all. It was smooth, without scales, and looked . . . sticky, or something. The girl shivered, wrapping her arms more tightly around her chest. She didn't dare move, for the tentacle-like thing seemed to be looking for her.

Then she remembered the gun. It was somewhere down there still, around her feet. She turned to look behind her, but though the water was clearing up a bit, she still couldn't see to the bottom. She glanced back, and drew in a sharp breath, for the snake-thing had disappeared under the water.

Strangely, she realized that the waving tentacle had reminded her of the captain, and his manhood. Must everything on this planet look like a big cock?? she thought to herself. She blushed as she thought of the well-hung monkeys, and the strange tree limbs, and now this tentacle thing.

"Oh no," gasped Keiko, as she glanced down at herself. Her nipples were erect and pointy beneath her red bikini top, despite the warm water. The imagery of the waving tentacle thing seemed to be rekindling her body's desire, as she was reminded of what the Captain had done to her.

"Not now . . ." she whimpered, trying to ignore the growing heat in her body as she looked nervously around the still water for any sign of the tentacle.

 

[Veryknowing]

The Beast of Kwegon

With understanding that the red material was only a trick, something meant to decieve it, the Beast approached the hairless biped female quietly under the water, but it didn't want to be seen.

Then suddenly, with a flash of it's lightning fast tentacles that it used for snatching prey before they could escape, it slid tentacles around the biped's legs and lifted her above the water. As she struggled and screamed, the beast wrapped more tentacles around her two other formerly free limbs. Then it slowly rose it's bulk out of the water, revealing it's full horrific appearance while holding her upside down.

As she continued to struggle against it's great strength, the Beast sent two more tentacles around her legs, sliding up slowly along her thighs with their slippery moistness, around and around until they reached the edge of red cloth that covered her sex. Slowly, these two tentacles slid under the material, then paused for a long moment. The Beast did not want to harm the biped, but it was curious.

With a snap, it ripped apart the soft red material at the sides, letting it fall to the water and leaving the biped's sex bare and revealed to whatever the Beast desired to do.

Slowly, inexorably and with great patience, it sent one tentacle to taste of her essence, sliding up and down her parted pink lower lips. Then sliding around to smear more of the oily aphrodisiac lubricants that the tentacle was exuding. It watched with other eyes as the heat in the biped increased and she began to writhe, but it did nothing more than to slide more tentacles over her soft body, finding nipples to be brushed and caressed and teased.

Remembering rituals of long distant eons ago, the Beast began to make a sound, a lonely sound, a call of it's loneliness as it molested and teased this creature that it now began to remember as a "girl". It knew it's purpose, and it's duty, but it also remembered too much of what it had lost. It wanted to communicate to her, but lost in it's memories, the Beast slowly caressed her like a lover while holding her unable to escape in the steely grip of it's other tentacles that spread her legs, her thighs wide and vulnerable. As it caressed around her breasts and teased her nipples. Yet, it still had not inserted anything within her.

It waited, stretching out the time with patience, touching everywhere except that one place that was hottest and wettest. Waiting as the exudations of it's oily stimulant aroused her body hotter and more willing, even if her mind was not.

It had been thousands of years since it had last performed this sacred ritual, despite it's own increasingly firey lust, the Beast held itself to patience, wanting to savour and enjoy what it had missed for far too long. It could be patient. It would enjoy her for hours before bringing the girl to the first climax. It would tease her and tease her, raising the edge of her peak higher and higher but keeping it unattainable until it could take her no higher in arousal. The Beast had the programmed skills and ancestral memories of millions of years of engineered design for the molesting and erotic stimulation of human females; it could keep her on the edge for a very long time...

 

[Silvergirl]

Dr Patricia McNamara (Ship's Doctor/Xenobiologist)

Patricia stood there, holding the edge of her green medical uniform jacket, wanting to pull it down to cover her nakedness, but knowing it wouldn't stretch enough to do so. Besides, pull on the hem was revealing more her large breasts. She could feel the heat flush around her girl-groove from the Captain's lecherous eyes. Then he seemed to regain control of himself, looking away and turning serious.

"Doctor. I feel . . . something is affecting my crew. And me. And I'm counting on your confidentiality."

He'd walked to the examination table and began taking off his trousers while facing away from Patricia and the nurses. That he was stripping completely worried Patrica because she knew herself to far more fascinated then medical objectivity would demand. She really wanted to see the Captain's manhood.

"There have been physical changes."

Patricia's normal reserve was swept away by both the instant leap in lust that she felt, and by the sight of that incredibly proud shaft springing rapidly to attention. Her gasp was not only surprise, but shock at the flaring of her own melting desire and the heat between her thighs.

She clutched her tunic's hem even tighter, and told herself Stay objective - you've seen planty of dicks - well, not THAT BIG - Oh Divinity - It's HUGE!

"Oh - I see", Patricia said, barely keeping her voice under control, "It's, well, I think we need to measure you - um - your genitals", she took a deep breath, "And of course a full physical."

Images of that "full physical" including getting a sperm count flashed through her mind for a moment. She expected there'd be a quite impressive amount of ejaculate. The Captain's testicles would've made a prize bull envious.

With an effort of will, she pulled her eyes away and walked over to the nearby counter where she had a primitive jury-rigged stethoscope. Taking this, she went back to the Captain's side and said to Nurse Kitty Yee, "Kitty, we're definitely going to need a proper working medkit from this. I just remembered that there would be a field medkit in the Science Officer's suite."

Kitty Yee looked very nervous at the idea of going out of medical while wearing only her medical jacket and tunic.

"Well?", Patricia asked pointedly, "What are you waiting for?"

Finally the young Asian girl, looking no older her teens, nodded and left the room. Her shapely ass sent a little spasm of wet heat through Patricia's feminine core as she watched it swivel as Kitty left. Kitty looked so delectable. So did Nurse Marie who stayed.

Patricia then leaned down over Captain MacLeod and checked his heartbeat, breathing, and pupil dilation. She already knew much of what to expect, but it surprised her how far the symptoms had progressed in such a short time.

She needed to check something else too, but didn't want to lose her objectivity, which was severely strained as it was. However, there was a pressure to do more than simply tell the truth. She needed to think of solutions, and at the very least a temporary solution to some of the problems that she was now certain were going to result.

"Captain?", Patricia said, "It appears that you have been affected by that mysterious contagion that I tried to tell you about earlier. There is no doubt. I can't determine whether it is ultimately lethal, but I think not. You will probably feel more easily angered. You will probably be more prone to violence. Most of the men on the crew seemed to be affected by this. Perhaps all of them. The women on the crew have been affected in a different way."

She took a deep breath, eyeing his proud and very hard, raging erection.

"It has been statistically shown in many tests", Patricia told him, "That sex the availability of sex can have a calming effect on male aggressive tendencies. It has also been shown that the sight of female genitals can calm males who are in a violent mood. Do you see where this is leading, sir?"

She blushed hotly, and wondered why she had to tell him those things.

"We are going to have huge problems with aggressive male crew members, Captain", Patricia said, "Until we can find a permanent cure for this contagion, we must take steps to reduce the likely male aggressiveness that is being stimulated by this contagion."

 

[Paendragon]

Captain Lance MacLeod

"It has been statistically shown in many tests", Patricia told him, "That sex the availability of sex can have a calming effect on male aggressive tendencies. It has also been shown that the sight of female genitals can calm males who are in a violent mood. Do you see where this is leading, sir?"

He merely nodded in response. Now how the hell was he going to give that order? He supposed he could ask for volunteers to . . . this is insane.

His cock stiffened further, and throbbed.

"We are going to have huge problems with aggressive male crew members, Captain", Patricia said, "Until we can find a permanent cure for this contagion, we must take steps to reduce the likely male aggressiveness that is being stimulated by this contagion."

Agressiveness. He had noticed that his desire to pummel Arghem had increased exponentially when the women were around. Could it be some sort of competitive instinct?

His balls seemed extraordinarily heavy to him . . . almost painfully so. They screamed for release. He looked at the docor, and the nurse. Bith standing there, half undressed. The docotor trying vainlly to not stair at his engorged memeber. The nurse however, stared at it intently, licking her lips.

The captain growled as he flet the balls throb slightly. His jaw clenched, and his voice came out strained.

"Doctor . . . is it enough to relase it myself . . . or must you . . . or the nurse . . ."

He gripped the bed behind him, his knuckles going white with the strain of maintaining control. His rock hard cock seemed to have a mind of its own. It's lengthened some more, and clear fluid appeared on the tip.

"Oh fuck . . ." he groaned. His head spun, and he looked at the doctor, a mixture of aggresiveness, lust, and pleading for help on his face.

His mind flashed back to bending the young ensign over the comm station, and he squeezed his eyes shut.

Control, MacLeod. Damn, you, CONTROL!!!

But a part of him, already knew it was useless.

"Doctor . . ." he growled. "What do I do . . . I'm fighting it. I'm trying . . . but it's too much." It ocuured to him that it was remarkable he was able to withstand it even this much. He had been exposed far ealier than the other men, who had been in stasis. But how much before he snapped?

"You have to do something. Help me . . . to maintain my control. The crew . . . needs me . . ."

 

[Tanuki]

Ensign Keiko Inara

Keiko spun about in the murky water, growing more anxious by the second as she looked for the snake thing that had disappeared under the water. Then in a blur, she felt strong slippery tentacles encircle her legs, and she screamed as she was lifted out of the water flailing and struggling. The panicking girl reached down to pull on the thick greenish tentacles that grabbed her legs just above the knees, but they were impossibly strong. Then two more shot out of the water and snaired her wrists, pulling them away from her body. She screamed again as she was flipped upside down, her wet hair dangling straight down, and the blood rushing to her head.

Keiko's screams were getting weaker as the fear constricted her throat. Her head dangled only a few feet from the water's surface, which began to roil. Something was rising out of the water, and she stopped her struggles as she watched the massive, dark-colored beast rise out before her. "No . . . . !" whimpered Keiko, as the full size of the creature made itself apparent; a mass of writhing tentacles sprouting from it's powerful body. She felt herself rotated right side up, and now the creature looked even larger and more frightening.

Keiko knew such a creature would catch her for only one reason. Her trembling increased, and she shook her head violently. "No, don't eat me . . . please," she pleaded futilely. In response, the creature send two more tentacles to grasp her, sliding slowly up around her thighs approaching her red bikini bottom. The tips of the two limbs slipped under the strings at her hips, and then it paused, causing Keiko's heart to almost seize up in her chest.

With a wet snap, her bikini bottom was ripped from her hips, and she groaned at the beast's strange behavior. The beast paused again, as if observing her now exposed sex with unseen eyes. Keiko felt her face flush and she shook her head as she saw another tentacle approaching her naked pussy. "Ahhh!" she gasped, as the soft, warm tip of the tentacle began to slide about her most private place. Her body strained helplessly in the grip of the beasts arms, to try to escape the terribly intimate exploration. "What are you--ohhh--doing??" she murmured, knowing the beast couldn't understand her. More tentacles, smaller, thinner ones, were coming toward her, and she struggled yet again, as her bikini top was encircled by the small warm feelers. They began to pull the thin fabric away from her body until it snapped, letting her large breasts plop out of their confinement. Almost immediately, the feelers began to caress her breasts, and encircle her now swelling nipples.

Keiko moaned as her sensitive breasts were explored. She didn't want to look at the beast's massive body, for she couldn't comprehend why her body wasn't as revolted as her eyes. Ever since the captain had taken her, she had felt her body wanting more, and now it was reacting fervently to the touches of the beast.

"It's . . . impossible!" she moaned, as her body flamed high. The beast knew its way around her body like a skilled lover, and Keiko's self control was no match for what it was doing. Her breasts strained against the soft, teasing touches, her nipples swollen almost painfully, as the tentacles repeately squeezed and pinched them into ripeness. Her body was touched all over, in secret, sensitive places that made her moan and writhe helplessly. Yet the one place that most desired to be touched . . . was left untouched, like some strange torture that was beginning to make her frantic. Keiko could feel her overwhelming wetness, yet the beast no longer touched her soaked pussy, apparently content to tease her breasts, her nipples, her sensitive calves and the back of her knees, to slip a tiny feeler into her ear and caress her neck. Keiko was losing her mind, her body straining as if trying to reach the tentacles that passed teasingly close to her heated center, but the beast continued to refuse her that which she desired most.

With a shiver, Keiko realized the beast was intentionally bringing her close to a climax, and then denying her, over and over, until she was helplessly in its control, her body trembling and twitching. She tried to will her body to its own release, but the beast wouldn't allow it, continuing to tease and torment her. She whimpered in defeat, for this beast on the strange planet possessed skills beyond her experience. Whatever it wanted, she was helpless to refuse.

 

[Armphid]

Lt. Commander Mel Locke

Mel tried to focus on the sounds of the stranger undoing the hatch and preparing to make his way down into Engineering. He tried to look around and figure out what they could use to make a sort of litter for Veronica. Veronica with her magnificent tits teasingly illuminated by the faint green light, the length of her legs opening wide, asif inviting him in, the smooth dripping wetness of her cunt. So like Grace's and yet so different...

She'd fallen silent, and from his not-so-long-ago first aid training he remembered something very important. People with head trauma should not be allowed to go to sleep, it was very dangerous. He'd already let than happen once.

Mel knelt down next to her, across from Grace. "Veronica?" He laid a hand on her shoulder, meaning to shake her slightly. His hand however stayed there only a moment before slipping down to just above the swell of her breasts. "Talk to me, Veronica." Titan's rings, he wanted her badly. Wanted to see Grace riding her face as he fucked her hard and fast. "You need to stay awake and with us...I can help you stay awake if you need it." "Tell me what you need."

 

[Silvergirl]

Dr Patricia McNamara (Ship's Doctor/Xenobiologist)

"Doctor . . . is it enough to relase it myself . . . or must you . . . or the nurse . . .Oh fuck . . .", the captain seemed said, half groaning, seemingly almost growling like an animal, "Doctor . . .What do I do . . . I'm fighting it. I'm trying . . . but it's too much."

Patricia could see the man was practically in agony with the need for release. His very impressive genitals swelled even further. A medical professional, she knew that the code of ethics were against what she was about to do, but out here, dozens of light-years from Earth, and in a situation like this; the rules didn't count for much. Patricia looked over at the remaining nurse, Marie Tomlinson, who visibly wriggled her hips with frustrated desire. By the wet sheen on Marie's inner thighs, she was even more sexually aroused than Patricia was feeling, and having problems trying to deal with it.

"You have to do something. Help me . . . to maintain my control. The crew . . . needs me . . .", the captain pleaded.

Patricia nodded, told the nurse, "Marie, we have to..."

The young nurse blushed hotly and began to remove her tunic, which was the only item she had on. Patricia unzipped her tunic and pulled it off over her head as well. Her heavy breasts, which seemed to have swelled larger in the past few hours bounced and swayed as if joyful to escape the confines of her clothing. Nurse Tomlinson also had much larger breasts than before. The changes of the contagion had affected both of them even in their physical appearance, the ship's doctor realised.

"Take us both, Captain McLeod", Patricia said with a husky voice that she had not intended.

"Take us both, however and whichever way you like."