Hot Wet Arrival (Closed)

Captain Lance MacLeod

He was quickly becoming frustrated.

The damage to the ship was immense, and, worst of all, some passages had collapsed, meaing he was forced to make his way slowly down to the engineering department by maintenance hatches and tubes.

To make matter worse, his mind was filled with images of the nubile young Ensign bent over her comm station. He forced the images from his mind.

He paused at a communications station to inform Chang what was taking him so long.

"I'll be there as soon as I can."
 
Ensign Keiko Inara

Keiko heard a terrible screeching behind her as she waded toward the shore. Suddenly she heard a tremendous splash, and she almost pee'd herself in fear as she reached the shore. Terrified, she didn't dare look back, instead dashing naked to the closest tree and sliding around to put the tree between herself and the pond. Clutching the wooden trunk, she looked.

Far across the pond, she saw . . . something. It was large and dark, and there was a commotion, and then another huge splash. Then it was gone, leaving only the terrified screeching of a troop of strange monkey-like creatures, or more like wild lemurs, golden in color and . . . Keiko gasped. They had disproportionally enormous male organs between their legs. They were hanging from a tree whose long flowery vines dangled over the far side of the pond. Below them the water was broiling and frothing, and then the water became still, as if nothing had happened.

Keiko realized she was trembling, but she dared not let go of the tree that her arms were wrapped around. She looked at the rock at the far side of the pond, on which her clothing and sidearm were lying. They might as well have been on another planet, for she wasn't going to get back in that water.

The tree's bark was rough against her bare breasts, so Keiko let go and stepped back. The ground was soft and wet, and fortunately she still had her deck shoes on, but that was all she was wearing, and she put her arms around herself. I'm such an idiot! she thought, to get stuck in the jungle completely naked and unarmed.

She looked to her left, and started to make her way through the trees; she didn't want to go to the right, for she'd have to go past those strange monkeys with the huge . . . What kind of strange planet is this? she thought.

Suddenly she heard a rustling sound, and she yelped as she felt the ground move beneath her. Keiko looked down, to see she had stepped on a green vine, as thick as her wrist, and it had . . . recoiled, pulled back toward a bushy plant nestled between the trees before her. Other vines also recoiled toward the center of the plant, a dozen of them, slithering around like snakes. Keiko stiffled the scream rising in her throat, as she felt her heart thumping in her chest. She giggled nervously, "I'm not going that way, thank you!"

Turning, the girl made a wide swath away from the waters edge, deeper into the trees, to avoid the strange vine plant that seemed to be watching her. That's crazy, it's just a plant! she told herself.
 
Brian Chang (2nd Engineer/Cargo Specialist)

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

He heard the voice of the Captain over the static of the juryrigged emergency intercom.

Well, that's a relief, thought Brain.

He replied back, "Take care, Captain, she's in bad shape and some of the hanging wiring is still live even in the dead sections...and bring a weapon, it's been getting creepy around here. Think some of the local fauna got onboard."

Brian heard a few very strange noises and scuffling in the darkness while he waited. His weapons were a laser-torch and a heavy wrench - but he would've preferred a blaster.

He waited.
 
Captain Lance MacLeod

It took him far longer than he would have believed to tranverse the ship through the crawlways, but he eventually pooped open a maintenance hatch near Chang's location, and crawled free.

He stood, slowly, and eyed his surroundings. He was close.

He headed aft, rounded a corner, and nearly walked right into Chang.

He handed over a hand blaster, and a small med kit.

"Have you heard from the rest of the crew?" It was a small miracle that he was able to keep his voice and expression free of emotion. After all, this man had heard . . .

"How are the cryo tubes?"
 
Lt. Commander Mel Locke

Mel snarled in erotic fury as he slid his phallus in and out of Grace's tight sex. Her walls seemed to sling to him as he plunged into her, sucking him inside with want and need as he stabbed ever deeper into her. "Oh yeah!" "Damn, feels sooo fucking good!"

She pushed herself back to meet his thrusts, the two of them moving in perfect rhythm, panting and moaning together, though Grace's squeals of pleasure were often muffled as she buried her face in Veronica's bare pussy.

Mel leaned forward, his arms reaching around to grab hold of Grace's large, firm tits, pinching her erect nipples between his fingers. "You like my big dick, don't you Grace?" "You want it harder, don't you?"

At the rate he was pounding into her, fast and harder with every passing moment, he should have come already. Yet he felt his climax far off still, as though he could fuck her forever. He could feel the muscles of her tunnel twitching, tightening even further around his massive cock as he rode her, and knew that her orgasm wasn't far away. Well, her first one anyway. "Feels like you're gonna cum, babe." "Come on," he grunted, quickening his pace once more, "cum for me, Grace."
 
Brian Chang (2nd Engineer/Cargo Specialist)

Brian waited for what might have been hours, or only mere minutes, he wasn’t sure which. He had no way for telling the time, but the occasional scrabble or scuffling sounds in the darkness beyond his glow-lantern made him jumpy.

Suddenly Captain MacLeod was right behind and did make him jump in surprise, he bumped his head on the low panelling of the tube and turned around with a grimace that turned into a smile of relief. He took the proffered hand blaster and small medkit with thanks.

"Have you heard from the rest of the crew? How are the cryo tubes?", the Captain asked.

The 2nd Engineer shook his head, as he replied, “No sir, all the comlinks have been burnt out and same with the internal relays. Last I checked the cryo tubes, they still worked on internal backup power. The safety systems are better than I would’ve expected in the circumstances.”
Brian glanced back at the notes he’d been making, handwritten notes scratched onto plastic sheeting. A primitive substitute for the handcomputer he would’ve normally had. Then he looked back at the Captain.
“Besides the Engineering section being blocked off by debris and the collapsed corridors at that end of the Tien Fei, I found that all the Kilgrain batteries were either shorted-out, or if they still worked, were losing power a lot quicker than they should. Most of them have got cracked casings around the anode nano-plates, and that’s going to be hell to fix. We have to make Irridesium alloy to replace those, and I have no idea if this planet we crashed into has any of the ore we’ll need. Somebody will have to go and look, I think.”
Brian frowned as he went on, “So, our basic sitcon, the Engineering section is blocked off and we need to rescue the crewmembers stuck in there, and we need to find a bunch of rare mineral ores to make irridesium so we can fix the Kilgrain batteries, otherwise this ship isn’t moving anywhere.”
 
Lt. Grace Tanaka

Oh my Divine...this feels TOO GOOD! , Grace thought, and maybe mumbled as she licked at Veronica’s pussy, her face shoved close by each of Mel’s powerful thrusts, making Grace’s nose and mouth messy with the statuesque blonde’s juices.

It was becoming hard to think in words though, as the need and pleasure built up endlessly, she moaned like an animal in heat, wanting that huge thing driven deeper, filling her ever more, and indeed it did seem that Mel’s erection grew larger inside, while her inner muscles tightened like a vise.

"Feels like you're gonna cum, babe…Come on…cum for me, Grace."

Grace was blown away by the surprising power of her first orgasm, she tried to hold the sound inside, suddenly embarrassed, but the waves of the climax wouldn’t let her…she screamed out in ecstatic pleasure that went on for an age, an electric shimmer seeming to run like fire over her skin, her nerves sparking with ripples of more joyful feelings, muscles spasming in almost painfully unbearable pleasure, as delight sang inside her…but it didn’t really end…before she’d properly come down from her first climax, a second wave ran over her that was even more powerful, and before that ended there was a third. She lost count quickly after that, but her body moved and moved as if it had a will of it’s own. The ever increasingly powerful pleasure became an exquisite torture as Grace’s mind couldn’t handle it anymore, but her body kept going regardless, moving as if it wasn’t controlled by her at all, but by some other force, one whose only goal was to make her orgasm and feel even greater pleasure, driving her beyond her own limits.

Kept in a heaven of ecstasy that was too much and too long,
Grace began to wish that Mel would stop, but his bestial fucking of her was inexhaustible; he was tireless, and his cock was like a white hot pillar of incredible joy that drove into her young pussy…oh Divine…so big, huge, and unstoppable. He turned her over at one point, and then she soon found one of legs raised high, her foot dangling off his shoulder. Later on she came to brief awareness as Mel was screwing her as Grace leant against a wall, holding onto a strut for purchase, as if she was trying to hold onto reality itself. He may have cum within her, Grace wasn’t sure, maybe he’d done so more than once as she glanced down to see creamy jism running down both her thighs…

 
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Lt. Commander Mel Locke

He felt Grace's hot tunnel squeeze even tighter around his cock, then her body began to shake with her first orgasm. She bit her lip as if trying to hold it inside, then let out a lusty cry of pure sexual enjoyment as the wave took her. Mel could feel her juices streaming out of her sex, coating his and her thighs even more. He smiled, "Good girl, Grace...but I haven't even started to fuck you yet." "It gets better."

And it did, though even he didn't think it could. She moved even looser and faster now, slamming herself back to meet his frenzied thrusts. All the while, the heat and tightness grew all the more, almost as though the boundaries between his body and hers were being erased. He could feel her trembling, her cries and moans more like an animal's than a human's as she was pushed over the edge before even coming down.

Mel could feel a familiar tightness at hte base of his member, knowing what it heralded. He became even wilder, driving into her with abandon as he felt the pressure building, a tension behind it like nothing he'd ever felt before. Then it happened, first that moment when the world seemed to freeze...and then he was struck with the hammerblow of pleasure, so intense it almost hurt. He howled a raging cry of passion as he felt his rod spasm within her, pumping again and again, blasting his seed into her depths.

His body shook as the orgasm faded, but rather than the usual weakness, he felt a new surge of strength instead. He pulled her back away from Veronica, flipping her onto her back. He pulled his still rock hard cock out until just the head was inside her, then plunged in once more and began to ream her with new vigor.

He came again when he had her up against the wall, the tall and unconscious Veronica forgotten about for the moment, his hips slapping loudly against her flesh, her hands holding a spar nearby to brace and push against him. He felt another orgasm rising, but this time there was something different about it. As though he knew this was all he was allotted with her for now.

He pressed her back against the wall, whispering feveishly in her ear, "Oh, Gracie, you've been such a good fuck, taken so much of my cum...but you haven't had any in your mouth yet, and I know you're so hungry for it."

Mel lifted her easily, keeping his huge rod inside of her as he carred her back over to where Veronica lay. He slid down, resting her head against the Security Chief's shoulder. Grabbing onto her firm breasts for support, he threw his head back as he pounded in and out wildly, driving himself to the brink. Just as he felt himself about to burst, he pulled out of her, half-rising so that he could press the head of his swollen cock against her lips just as he came.

The world seemed to shatter, and he screamed once more as an orgasm surpassing all the others thus far took him. The raw pleasure beat down on him like a hurricane, and he felt as though his whole being had been lit afire and then forced out of his prick. Semen splattered out of Grace's mouth onto her face as his member kicked and jumped, a few spurts flying to strike Veronia as well. It felt like he came for an entire minute straight, more and more hot white fluid pumping forth from his erect monster.

He felt weak for a moment, falling forward onto Grace's quivering body. His head was pillowed by her tits, and he buried his face in her hot bosom. As he lay there, he felt that primal urge sliding away..as though some strange thing was releasing full control back to him...
 
Ensign Keiko Inara

The naked girl stepped carefully through the dense jungle, taking a wide berth around the otherworldly vine creature near the edge of the pond. Keiko hated the feeling of her deck shoes sinking into the soft ground with a squishy sound. Where the ground wasn't soft, it was covered in knotted wood or bushes, and the girl slipped as she stepped on a large exposed root. Her flailing arms caught a protrusion from a nearby tree, allowing her to stop her fall. As she righted herself, Keiko gasped. The thick tree limb she had caught was actually only about as long as her hand, and very oddly shaped. The girl bent over to look at it, and marveled at the shape -- it was not unlike . . . Keiko giggled.

My dirty mind, she thought. Smiling, she rubbed her hand along the smooth surface of the tree limb, her hand not quite big enough to wrap around its cylindrical girth. The end of it was not jagged as expected, but smooth and round, and Keiko giggled again as she moved her thumb around the smooth tip. Then her jaw dropped as she looked up. The tree was covered by a dozen of the strange protrusions, in varying sizes, but all smooth and free of bark, none longer than a foot in length. The rest of the tree was covered, but not in bark. Instead it was a soft green moss-like covering.

"What a strange planet?" she wondered out loud. The strange shape in her hand made her feel warm inside, and Keiko felt her other hand wandering to her naked pussy before she stopped herself. Keiko forced herself to turn away from the odd tree. Her desires had got her into enough trouble already. In moments, she reached the edge of the clearing and walked out of the trees, finding herself only a few meters from the edge of the pond.

Keiko walked quickly to the rock, relieved to find her red bikini, slipping it on. It was indeed too small, making her breasts look big. Still better than being naked, she told herself.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed, looking around. "My sidearm!" Just then Keiko heard the screech of the strange monkeys in the jungle. Two monkeys were fighting over something. It was her pistol, still wrapped in its holster. With a roar, the larger monkey-beast tore away the weapon, and then loped further into the forest, carrying the pistol awkwardly in one hand.

Keiko took off at a run, around the water's edge and back into the jungle. The Captain would kill her if she lost her weapon. She slowed as she entered the dense foliage yet again. The monkey creature wasn't hard to follow, screeching and occasionally stopping to look at the foreign object in his hand. Keiko followed quietly, keeping out of sight.
 
Captain Lance MacLeod

The Captain nodded, once again in control of himself. Althought thoughts of the delicious ensign still lingered.

"We need to ascertain whose alive before we can form any exploratory units, and to do that, we'll need to split up."

He didn't like separating, but they needed to cover as much of the ship as possible, as quickly as possible. "I want you to come up with a plan to restore partial power to the ship. I don't care if you have to build a goddamned windmill to do it, but we need something. Think while your searching."

He looked at the engineer, and handed him a small pack of tactical comm units, the kind used for off ship ops.

"I don't want to lose the ability to communicate. I have several of these with me. Hand them out to any crewmen you find,"

The Captain turned to go, then paused to look back at Brian.

"You're a good man. Use that I.Q. I've read so much about. And use your instincts. If something needs to be done, do it, without hesitation."

He shook his head, and looked down the corridor.

"Something about this planet isn't right . . . be careful."
 
The Beast of Kwegon

The Beast watched from the water's edge across the other side of the lake, smelling the air as it observed the hairless female form. Something about the female creature triggered ancient memories from a long time ago, and it began to crave her in a way that it hadn't felt for aeons. The Beast sank back under the water, barely causing a ripple and slowly, carefully, began to make it's way across the lake to intercept her.

As yet, it had no real plan but it wanted to know more about this creature that called to it by her very nature.

It breached the surface of the water when it was still only half-way across the lake, to watch again for a little while and saw the female biped pursuing some of the dumb prey animals, one of which carried a shiny thing.

Then the furry animal accidentally dropped the shiny thing into the water. The Beast sank down as well, and moved faster, deeper.

Would the hairless female biped dive into the water to seek it's lost shiny thing?
 
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Lt. Grace Tanaka

Grace was surprised at Mel’s strength, he seemed practically inexhaustible and she craved him physically for all he could give her. As he fucked her hard against the wall, Mel whispered in her ear with his hot breath, "Oh, Gracie, you've been such a good fuck, taken so much of my cum...but you haven't had any in your mouth yet, and I know you're so hungry for it."

He picked her up, carrying her while still filling Grace with his rod. Grace couldn’t help but continue to rise and fall on Mel’s huge cock, sliding herself up and down. The pleasure had already been too much, too many times, but her body refused to stop…

Mel carried her to where Veronica lay unconscious, resting her head on the larger woman’s shoulder as he kept fucking Grace’s young body, driving her to another climax before she’d could even plead for rest. Then suddenly Mel had pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and oddly disappointed, but his wet, cum-covered cockhead was at Grace’s mouth moments later. The mixed odours of her pussy juices and his semen were deliciously attractive, she’d barely enclosed her mouth around his member before Mel sprayed, pumping enough jism to fill her mouth so much that much of it leaked out. He ejaculated for over a minute with huge jets of hot cum.

Oh Divine, he tastes so good, Grace thought as she eagerly drank it all down and then wiped her mouth with dainty fingers (that she’d barely recognized as her own). Grace licked the cum from her fingers, and was surprised that she wasn’t completely exhausted, although she felt very dazed and euphoric. The taste of his cum and her own pussy sent nice tingles everywhere and made her clench tight inside.

Mel had finally stopped, and lay down on top of her. They lay together like that for a long while, breathing heavily as the sweat cooled on their skin, and dribbles of their mixed sexual fluids leaked from Grace’s well-fucked pussy.

“Wow…”, Grace finally sighed after a long time, “We should’ve done that ages ago…”

She smiled sleepily, then remembered Veronica.

“We better see if we get her to the sickbay”, she added, “and whatever we did, it seems to have stopped the pain in my shoulder.”

She was still very hot inside though. If Mel wanted to do it again, Grace didn't think it would be easy for her to refuse. Maybe she'd become addicted to having too many orgasms?
 
Brian Chang (2nd Engineer/Cargo Specialist)

The captain's nod in agreement was reassuring. He had the appearance of a man fully in charge, as he told Brian,
"We need to ascertain whose alive before we can form any exploratory units, and to do that, we'll need to split up."

"Yes, sir", Brian replied, briefly saluting, "I see your point. I guess we'd also need to find more people if we're going to move that debris blocking the passageways to Engineering."

He couldn't help noticing that the Captain seemed distracted though, perhaps not surprising considering the wreckage of the ship. It pained Brian as well to see the Tien Fei smashed up and crashed onto an alien planet. He was well aware that the small starship was the pride of the fleet, probably the best starship that the Federation had ever built in decades despite the minor problems resulting from being a prototype, the first of her line.

The Captain's expression was serious and once more clear as he went on.

"I want you to come up with a plan to restore partial power to the ship. I don't care if you have to build a goddamned windmill to do it, but we need something. Think while your searching."

The Captain handed him a small pack of tactical comm units, the kind used for off ship ops. Damn, why didn't I think of that, Brian thought.

Guess that's why he's a Captain, and I'm just a 2ndEngineer.

"I don't want to lose the ability to communicate. I have several of these with me. Hand them out to any crewmen you find.....You're a good man. Use that I.Q. I've read so much about. And use your instincts. If something needs to be done, do it, without hesitation."

"Yes, sir", Brian answered, "Thanks for that. I'll get right on it."

Before he left, Captain then said something that Brian didn't quite understand,
"Something about this planet isn't right . . . be careful."

"I will sir", Brian answered, but he wondered what the Captain meant. They were on an alien planet, a complete unknown anyway, but maybe the Captain had noticed something. It was a kind of spooky thing for the Captain of a starship to say. Especially one well known for his level-headedness.

After the Captain had gone, Brian headed off as well. The weight of the handheld blaster was reassuring, but he stayed tensely alert. Whether it was thick humid smell of the jungle outside creeping into the ship, or the sounds of small things scurrying about, or something else, Brian didn't know, but his blood was pounding. Maybe it was the drifting vague fantasies of young nubile girls that kept bothering him, often enough that his dick was always stirring.

Why the fuck am I getting horny now? he wondered.

After following the maintenance tubes for ages, Brian found himself at a small ventilation grill above the sternmost section of Engineering. Below him, the floor was a scary drop of 12 metres down. There wasn't much nearby to give purchase for tying on the climbing cord that he'd brought with him, but it was the only clear access that Brian had been able find. Everywhere else, every other route was blocked by twisted metal and fallen debris.

He called the Captain on the tac-comm.

"Captain?", Brian told him, "I've found a way into Engineering. Sub-level 5C, grid 12-17 over Engineering. It's near the main control boards for the Kreismann Drive. I'm going in."

He could hear talking somewhere down there. A girl's voice, sweet as honey and a delight to his ears. Just hearing her made Brian's dick stir and his balls tighten. He didn't recognize whose voice. There was a male voice as well. A deep baritone, with an edge to it, breathing heavily and sounding dazed. From where he was though, Brian couldn't see anyone. There was no lighting down there except the dim green of the emergency glowlights.
 
Keiko watched the monkey creature as it ran along the water's edge, then climbed a tree. She was just wondering how she was going to follow it up the tall tree, when it suddenly flung her sidearm right into the water. It plopped into the lake, making a small splash, maybe 3 meters from the edge.

"Oh damn, stupid monkey!" said Keiko, as she stood on a dry rock by the edge. She couldn't see the weapon in the slightly murky water, but she had her eye on the spot where it went down. Keiko just stood there looking at the water for half a minute, biting her lip. She'd just started to dry off and hated to get back in the water. But the captain would be furious if she returned without her weapon, leaving it for some primitive alien civilization to find.

"Oh well, here goes . . ." she said, reaching down to pull off her deck shoes. She didn't want to get them wet. Rather than dive in, she simply waded into the water, keeping her eye on the spot where her sidearm had entered. She grimaced as her bare feet sunk into the soft mud, and her mind conjured images of what nasty stuff her feet might be touching. At roughly 3 meters from the edge, the water was already up to her shoulders, and Keiko grew nervous, for she was unable to see more than a meter in the dark water. She began to move her right foot about on the soft, mushy bottom, feeling for the hard metal of her weapon.

"Damnit, it's got to be here somewhere!" she muttered, her body tense as her foot explored the revolting mud.
 
The Beast of Kwegon

Through the murky depths of the lake, the Beast moved, not swimmining as much it was propelling itself by means unknown and mysterious to human science. The Beast was alive, but it was also an artifact, and very ancient. It was beginning to remember it's purpose, but only gradually, as long forgotten images of the past from eons ago drifted upward in it's mind.

The sounds of drums and chanting. Glittering golden metal, Naked female forms - the chosen.

It recalled how the female biped appeared and the image of her was very similar to that of the chosen females in it's oldest memories. Hairless. Nude. Strangely attractive to it.

It senses the female's movements through the water and the way she sought for the shiny thing that the prey-creature had dropped. By it's metallic magnetic resonance, the beast could already taste it and feel it. There was energy and heat inside it.

The Beast reached out with a tentacle and wrapped it around the shiny metal thing and picked it up. The smooth metal felt very peculiar, Very hard.

What should it do with it?

The Beast wondered about this, then decided that it needed to understand the female biped creature's reasons for wanting the shiny thing.

So, while hiding it's huge form underwater, out of sight, it reached out with a tentacle towards one of the creature's smooth thighs...
 
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Keiko was getting desperate, unable to find the weapon with her outstretched foot. "Please don't make me have to dive underwater," she murmured to no one in particular. Then she saw a flash of metal in the murky depth, further toward the center of the lake. She took a step forward, then froze, for she thought she saw a long snake slithering toward her legs.

"Snake!" she cried, horrified. Keiko hated snakes, even though, she realized, she'd never actually seen one - except in horror vids in her cabin. Usually when she saw a snake - on her vid screen - she was curled up under her blankets, screaming in horror, mixed with delight. Now she was half naked on some strange planet, with a real live snake, and no one in earshot.

Panicking, Keiko began to flail her arms and splash toward the shore, but her feet slipped on the mushy bottom and her head dumped under the water. Disoriented, she quickly found her footing and broke the surface, sputtering. She reached up to wipe the water from her eyes, and push her soaked hair back over her ears. Looking around frantically, she realized her fall had stirred up the muddy bottom, and she could no longer see into the water at all. Keiko saw a ripple in the water closer to shore and backed up a step, then stopped when she realized she was being herded away from the shore. Despite the warm water, she brought her arms up to wrap around her chest, and shivered.

"Please don't let it be a snake," she whispered.
 
Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

William Arghem laid in the deep freeze, blissfully unaware of the chaos outside. He was put in the deep freeze when they passed the last inhabited planet and Brian North was given control. Will didn't being placed as the second in command. The majority of his command, was as a Senior Officer.

As always, he didn't dream. Suspended animation, you don't change biologically so dreams are impossible. But it was at this point he heard a pop. He work up to a terrible feeling like his neck was on fire. He put his hand there and felt as if the neuro implant he used to plug into the ships mainframe was on fire. Also, he noticed that his clothes felt strangely tight. He looked out the window of his tube and only saw the flashing of lights and what seemed like a streak of lightning.

The ship was listing, and was shaking. Something terrible was happening and, the smell of melted silicon, gave him the hint that his tube was fried. William began to push at the tube to no effect. He heard something about the ship crashing over the intercom. Will didn't know what to do but brace himself in the tube.

When Will awoke, he found the tube was damaged by a piece of debris and he might be able to push it open. He also found that he himself was, thankfully, unharmed. He didn't know how long he was out, but the only light he saw were the chemical emergency lights. Power was out. He was dedicated to learn what the hell was going on.

Hrmph! It's not budging... again. HRMPH! Dammit! Come on Billy, give her all you go lad! HRRRRMPPPH!

A tearing sound was heard as the locks gave way enough so that Will could slip out. He had a strangely hard time... as if he wre more bulky than his normal lithe self.

In the darkness, Will couldn't see much so he was forced to stumble about and try to manage his way out of the damaged cryo tube room A, dressed only in a pair of boxers and his white t-shirt. "Hello?" Will shouted in his gruff, scottish accent. It sounded deeper than normal...odd... "Anybody out there?"
 
Lt. Commander Mel Locke

Grace's voice was breathy, delighted, and yet an odd...purity to it. He lifted himself up slightly, one hand sliding down a slim shoulder to caress the side of a large, firm breast. "Yes, we should have..." The scent of his cum and her juices was heavy in the air, and he felt a new surge of arousal. He tried to shake it off, some nagging voice in his head telling him that there were more important things than fucking Grace right now. ...Though he was having a hard time thinking of them...

“We better see if we get her to the sickbay”, she added, “and whatever we did, it seems to have stopped the pain in my shoulder.”

Mel felt his cock twitch to semi-hardness, "Guess a good fuck or five will cure what ails you...I feel better too." Damn it, he had to get Veronica to sick bay! She was hurt, possibly dying, and all he could think about was diving back into Grace's hot, tight, sweet, inviting, pussy. Divine! There he went again! "Wonder if we could "cure" Veronica like we did your shoulder..."

He shook his head again, trying to keep that fierce hunger at bay. As if by thier own will, his hands had cupped Grace's huge breasts, kneading the flesh while his thumbs pinched her nipples. "Rings of Saturn...I want you again, need it again." He was so distracted, he did not hear it as Brain moved aside a loose grate. "Do you want it, Grace?" "You want more cock, don't you?"
 
Sgt. Veronica Kerensky

Veronica moaned, her head hurting and pounding, she tried to shake the daze that addled her brain. She could hear Grace and Mel talking nearby, or at least she guessed it was Grace and Mel. Their voices sounded different, sexier.

"Uh, what happened?", she mumbled, holding onto her head as she tried to sit up.

Despite the headache, she had another more delicius kind of ache inside with a soft wet heat. Veronica whimpered a bit while wishing for come kind of touching or something more.

"How long have I, um, been out?", she asked.
 
Captain Lance MacLeod

Static buzzed through his comm.

He looked down at it, hoping there was no interference. He thought it best to check.

"This is MacLeod. Location of all parties, respond."

The ship still lurched at an odd angle, and he gripped the bulhead to steady himself.

He felt lightheaded, and restricted, so he pulled off his uniform top, and tied it around his waist. Better. Not so tight . . .

He repeated his call on the comm, and waited.
 
Brian Chang - 2nd Engineer/Cargo Specialist

Brian tried repeatedly to call the captain, suddenly there was a response filled with lots of static.

"This is MacLeod. Location of all parties, respond."

"Captain MacLeod, sir", Brian said into the comm unit, "I've found a way into Engineering. Sub-level 5C, grid 12-17 over Engineering. It's near the main control boards for the Kreismann Drive. I'm going in now, sir."

Brian called down through the vent into Engineering, "Anybody alive down there? If you are, please respond."
 
Captain Lance MacLeod

"Acknowledged Chang. Keep me posted. I'm heading for the med bay."

MacLeod clipped the comm to his belt, and moved his way aft.

He was tense, and angry, and he wasn't sure what for. And a strong part of him wanted to find young Keiko and use her as a vessel to relief that stress and anger.

He ruthlessly quashed the thoughts, and moved forward. He wouldn't lose control again. He was the Captain of this ship. He would not lose control!
 
Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

William made his way to the door out of the Stasis Bay 01. He pressed the button to open it, and to no surprise, it did open. William sighed, annoyed, and made his way to the manual pump opener. The door opened up and William stumbled out into the hall.

"This bloody ship..." William grunted, as he went to head towards the bridge to hopefully find out what's going on, when he saw a light comming down the hall. Will began to walk towards it when he comes face to face to Captain MacLeod.

William immediately snapped a salute. "Captain MacLeod sir. Lt William Arghem, Science Officer Second Class, reporting for duty!" William said, his voice sturdy and formally. Whatever problem they were in, William would maintain the command structure. He was striked with the immediate changes he saw in Captain MacLeod since he'd been put under.

"Captain sir... ye look different..." William said, almost confused. The Captain seemed younger, but like he'd been working out for 5 years straight. "What happened to the ship sir?"

William was almost tricken back with surprise when he saw MacLeod clench his fist, and even more surprised when William had the sudden urge to strike MacLeod for not immediately answering. 'What in...? What's the bloody hell is going on? This isn't like either of us...'
 
Captain Lance MacLeod

MacLeod reined in his temper. Looked different? Lance didn't doubt he looked different after what he'd been through. Probably not very commanding.

"We crash landed on an uncharted planet. Lost quite a few power cells." He looked past the Lieutenant. "Several of the crew are missing. Lieutenenat Chang and I are searching."

MacLeod handed the Lieutenant a comm unit.

"We need power restored as soon as possible Lieutenant. Chang has said he's found a way in to engineering. I know fixing things is a waste of your particular skills, but we need you. Once we have enough powere I want you to do some scans of the immediate area."

He looked at the Science Officer. "There's something not right about this planet." MacLeod couldn't explain why, of course. He was in command and had a responsibility to the crew. he couldn't let them know the . . . trouble he was having.

"Some of the crew have been acting strangely . . . we need to find out why. I'm heading to the med bay."
 
Lt. William Arghem, 2nd Science Officer

William scratched his chin lightly, he had been clean shaven when he went into cryo. How did he already have strong stubble? He normally only has to shave once every two or three days, not every four hours. There definitely was something wrong, besides being crashed.

"Cap'n, I still need a lantern like yours if you didn' notice I dun have a lantern like yours." Will said, and took a look down at his lack of clothing to and nearly had a heart attack. The normally scrawny, geeky type had grown MUSCLES? WHILE IN STASIS!?! What in the galaxy was going on!?!

"Cap'n... once I get dressed I should get me self down on the Med Bay to." Lotharian said, still looking at what's happened to himself. "There definitely be something wrong Cap'n. I've... changed... while in the Stasis. I think that I should worry about our lads still in the stasis fields if there be something wrong with 'em. We dun want a number o' dead good men."

He knew that if the captain was anywhere in his right sense, he'd admit that should be Lotharian's efforts. He should probably meet up with the current doctor. He was a biology expert and they'd have to work together to compare theories of spacial anomolies to that of what was happening to the crew.
 
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