Just a few minutes later, Captain Sara Grange came running down the hallway. Her black hair was in a messy bun, her face was flushed, and her breasts were bouncing under her uniform. She saw Petra and Olivia waiting for her, and she waved at them.
"Ensigns! Sitrep! Where is it?!" She asked, her voice authoritative and commanding.
"Captain! We don't know. It's not in the med bay anymore. Is there anyone else not responding to comms?" Petra said, snapping to attention and saluting. "Also, Ensign Trace was stuck in her room for the past hour and found her way through the vents."
Olivia saluted as well, feeling a little intimidated by the captain's presence. She couldn't help but notice how much better she looked than her, even though she was bigger and curvier too. "Yes, Captain. I'm sorry for being late. I lost my comms, and the door wouldn't open. I was just trying to find help."
Sara looked at them both and frowned. She was a bit relieved that her crew was still safe, but she was worried about the others. "It's fine, Ensign. You're here now, and that's what matters. As for the others, Lieutenant Commander Price and Security Chief Jasmine Muñoz are both still radio silent. Expect the worst... And look sharp, you two. We might have a fight on our hands."
Petra and Olivia gulped and nodded. They were not prepared for a fight, especially not with their bodies changing and their minds clouded by lust. But they were loyal and brave, and they would follow their captain to the end.
"So, you said Lieutenant Mira Elissa and Chief Engineer Melanie Daz are inside the med lab? Did you confirm if they are still alive?" Sara asked.
"Yes, Captain. They are... Well, I know that Chief Engineer Melanie Daz is breathing. I believe Lieutenant Mira Elissa was as well... But they are not responding to any stimuli. They seem to be in a deep sleep." Petra reported, her voice steady.
Sara took a deep breath. "You didn't confirm the Lieutenant's status? I'd better see myself." She said in a huff and headed towards the door.
"Captain, wait!? Don't open the—"
SWISH!
"Augh!" Sara gasped as she opened the door and got hit by a wave of musky, warm air. It was the same smell that Petra had encountered, but much stronger and more potent. It was like a physical force that knocked her off her feet. "Ugh!? What is this? It smells... different...like...fish?"
"That's why I couldn't confirm the Lieutenant's status, ma'am! The alien... It injected something inside of them. I think that's what's making this smell." Petra said, covering her nose with her hand.
Olivia did the same, feeling a little dizzy and bubbly. "I've never smelled anything like this before. It's so... foul and pungent." She said, her nose wrinkling in disgust.
But deep down, they both felt something else. Something that made their hearts beat faster and their blood rush to their cheeks. It was a strange and powerful attraction that they couldn't explain. A part of them wanted to stay and breathe it in, to let it take over them.
Sara was the first to recover and shook her head, trying to clear her mind. "This smell... It's coming from them? From the Lieutenant and the Chief?" She asked, walking into the room.
"I-I wouldn't go in, Captain! We might be contaminated by this... stuff!" Petra warned, following her. Her duty as a tactical officer made her follow.
Sara ignored her and headed to the quarantine room. She opened the door and saw the cryo-pod with Mira inside. Her jaw dropped as she saw the state her friend was in. She was naked, except for her boots; her body was a work of art, and her belly was slightly swollen with whatever the alien had put inside of her. And the smell was stronger in here, and it was making her womanhood burn.
"Lieutenant Elissa! Can you hear me? Wake up, Mira!" She yelled, shaking the pod.
But Mira didn't stir. She just smiled softly and whispered something in her sleep. "Max... Mmmm... My Max... So good..."
"Max? Is that the alien's name? What did it do to you?" Sara asked, feeling a pang of jealousy and anger in her chest. Her nipples responded in kind as they wanted to escape the confines of her bra and be touched. "Ensign! Go check on the Chief Engineer! See if she can tell us anything!"
"Yes, Captain!" Petra saluted and ran to the exam room, where Melanie was still sleeping. She saw the mess on the bed and the floor and felt her stomach turn and her pussy throb. "Chief? Can you hear me? It's Petra! What happened to you and the Lieutenant? Who is Max?!" She asked, shaking her shoulder.
Melanie groaned, but was still out. Her body was absorbing all of Max's essence from within her, which had put both of the women in a hibernation state.
Sara clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. She was pissed. Pissed at the alien, pissed at the nanobots, and pissed at herself. She had to be strong for her crew, but she felt so weak and helpless. She wanted to be the one who was conquered by the—
'Gyah!? No! That's not me! Get a grip, Sara! You're the Captain of this ship, and you will not let this alien get away with what it did!' She thought, trying to quell the fire that was building in her chest and belly.
Olivia was still standing by the entrance of the med lab with her hands over her nose. The smell was so gross, so overwhelming, that it made her feel hot. She could feel the sweat dripping down her back and her thighs rubbing together. She wanted to get out of there and get some fresh air, but she also wanted to stay and inhale more of this strange, intoxicating aroma. It was making her feel lightheaded and giddy, like she was drunk on some kind of space wine.
'What is happening to me? Why am I feeling this way? This smell... It's so awful, but... Maybe if I'm alone in here, then I could do a round two with exploring my—Wyah!?'
"Ensign Trace! Stop sniffing the air and get your ass in here! We have a situation, and I need you to help me figure out what in the void is going on!" Sara snapped, glaring at the counselor.
Olivia snapped out of her daze and blushed. She didn't realize she was making such obvious gestures of her primal desires. "I'm sorry, Captain! I'm coming!" She said, running to join her and Petra in the exam room.
"Okay... So the Lieutenant and my Chief Engineer are alive, but unresponsive. The computer is still rebooting, and the alien is still on the loose. It has something to do with this... creamy white substance that seems to be leaking out of the women's vaginas." Sara summed up, looking at Petra.
Petra nodded, feeling a little awkward. She was the one who ate that crap... That mysterious creamy white nectar that made her—
'Oh, stop it, Petra! You are a soldier and an officer! You will not let this alien and its weird substance get to you! You will find it and stop it, no matter what!' She thought, trying to be brave and determined.
Olivia, on the other hand, was thinking something else. As a counselor, she had seen many women with various problems and issues. But this was something new and strange. She wondered if the alien had some kind of mind control or pheromone that made the women obey him and submit to it. She wondered if that's why they looked so happy and satisfied. She wondered if she would feel the same if she encountered him.
'What is it like? Is it handsome? Is it gentle? What does it do? How does it make us feel?' She thought, feeling a curious and hopeful spark in her chest.
"Captain, we need to find that alien and make it reverse whatever it did to the Lieutenant and the Chief Engineer," Petra suggested, trying to be practical.
Sara nodded, but she wasn't so sure about that. She had seen the way the two women looked, and she couldn't help but feel a little envious. She wanted to know what they knew, what they felt, what they had. She wanted to be in their place and feel what they felt.
'No, Sara! Don't be stupid! This is not a game! This is a serious threat! You need to find that alien and capture it! And that's all!' She scolded herself again, trying to push away the feminine thoughts that were clouding her judgment.
"Listen... We need to get to the armory and arm up. And we need to find out what happened to the Lt. Commander first and then find out what happened to our Chief Security Officer..." Sara looked at Olivia, who was still staring at Mira's naked body with a look of fascination and desire. "Trace! Stop daydreaming and get your head in the game! We have an alien on the loose, and we need to catch it before it does this to anyone else! Got it?"
Olivia blinked and blushed, feeling embarrassed. "Y-Yes, Captain! I'm sorry! I'll be more alert."
"Good! Now let's go!" Sara said, turning around and marching out of the room. The other two followed her, but they couldn't help but glance back at the sleeping women, wondering what secrets they held.
'Who is Max? And what did he do to them?' They all thought, as they left the med lab behind.
When they got outside in the hallway, Sara quickly tapped her comms to speak with the bridge. "Rackham! I need to know the status of everyone on board. And where in Valba is my First Officer!?"
"This is the Lieutenant speaking, Captain! I've been trying to reach the Commander, but I'm not getting a response. She's not answering her comms, and her location is unknown. As for the rest of the crew, Ensign Martinez and Ensign Murphy are both on the bridge with me. We're all still here and accounted for. What about you three? Are you alright? You sound... Different?" Stacy asked, sounding concerned.
The Captain sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. The nanobots were making her voice a bit higher and softer, and she hated it. "We're fine, Lieutenant. But we need to find the Lt. Commander ASAP. She is the only one who can tell us what is happening to Mira and Melanie, and she might be in danger. We also need to arm ourselves. We have a hostile alien on board, and we need to capture it alive."
"Yes, Captain! But I don't think you should split up; it might be dangerous." Stacy warned, feeling a little nervous. She didn't like the idea of her captain going on a wild goose chase for a dangerous alien while the ship was still in disarray.
"I'm not going to split up, Lieutenant! I just need you to keep an eye on the ship and let me know if you see anything weird. And don't worry, we can handle this. We have to." Sara said, her voice firm and confident, or as firm and confident as her now softer, higher pitch would allow.
"As you wish, Captain. We'll be here waiting for your orders. Bridge out." Stacy said, signing off.
Sara sighed again and rubbed her eyes. She looked at Petra and Olivia, who were both trying to act professional but were clearly affected by the smell and the situation. She could see their flushed cheeks, their heavy breathing, and their restless movements. She knew they were feeling the same thing as her, and it was making her feel a little bit of kinship with them. Follow the newest chapters on novelping . com.
"Alright, girls. Let's move out. We have a Lt. Commander to find and an alien to catch. And don't let this smell get to you. It's just a smell, nothing more. You got that?" She said, giving them a stern look.
They both nodded, trying to hide their true feelings. But deep down, they all knew that this was going to be a hard and long mission.
"Good! Now follow me! And don't get lost or distracted! I don't want to have to come looking for you two if you get lost!" Sara said and started walking towards the nearest turbolift.
***
Meanwhile, back at the bridge, Stacy Rackham was feeling a bit uneasy. She had just finished talking to her captain, and she was worried about her and the other women on the ship. She didn't like the sound of Sara's voice; it sounded too soft and girly for her liking. She missed the old Sara, the one who was confident and fierce, not this new Sara who seemed to be struggling with something.
She looked at the two other women on the bridge, Ensign Kelli Murphy and Ensign Sonya Martinez. They were both sitting at their consoles, but they weren't really working. They were both staring at their screens with a glazed look in their eyes, their lips parted slightly, and their cheeks flushed. They looked like they were daydreaming about something... or someone.
Stacy frowned. She didn't like what she was seeing. They were supposed to be on duty, not drooling over their screens.
"Hey!? You two! Snap out of it! We have a mission to do, and we need to be focused!" She said, clapping her hands to get their attention.
They both jumped and looked at her with a guilty expression.
"S-Sorry, Lieutenant... I was just..." Kelli started, but trailed off.
"You were just what? Checking out some porn or something?" Stacy asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.
"I was trying to hold it in as long as I could... But... My bladder is full." Kelli said, blushing and looking down at her waist. She had unzipped the top of her uniform, and her breasts were spilling out of her bra.
"Then go to the bathroom! Or just... I don't know... Pee on the floor! I don't care! Just get back to work!" Stacy said, exasperated. She couldn't believe how careless her crewmates were being. She was feeling a little bit of pressure in her own bladder, but she was not going to let that stop her from doing her job.
"Y-Yes, Lieutenant! I'll be right back!" Kelli said, standing up and running to the nearest restroom inside the bridge. It was on lockdown, so no one could enter from the outside.
Stacy rolled her eyes and shook her head. She turned to Sonya, who was still staring at her screen with a dreamy smile. "And what's your excuse, Martinez? Are you also having a bathroom emergency?"
Sonya blinked and looked at her. "What? No! I was just... watching the stars. They're so pretty, don't you think?" She said, pointing at the viewscreen that showed the starfield ahead of them.
Stacy looked at the stars and shrugged. "They're just stars, Ensign. We see them every day. Now get back to scanning the planet and tell me if you find anything unusual. We need to keep an eye out for any signs of alien activity."
Sonya sighed and nodded. "Yes, Lieutenant. I'm on it." She said, typing on her console and focusing on the data.
Stacy walked to her own console and sat down, checking the ship's status and the comms. She hoped that the captain would be okay and that she would find the Lt. Commander soon. She had a bad feeling about this whole situation, and she wanted it to be over as soon as possible. But her own body was also changing, and she was feeling a little weird.
She had noticed that her uniform was tighter than usual, especially around her chest and hips. She had also noticed that her blonde hair was growing longer and thicker, reaching down to her shoulders. She had tied it up in a loose ponytail, but some strands were falling over her face.
'Great... Now I have to deal with this too. I hope the Lt. Commander can fix this mess soon.' She thought, feeling annoyed and frustrated. She was always proud of her athletic and lean body, and she didn't like the idea of having curves and breasts. She was a tomboy at heart, and she liked it that way.
But as much as she tried to deny it, there was a part of her that was curious and intrigued by these changes. What was in store for her? Why were these changes happening? What did it mean for her and for the future of humanity?
She didn't know, but she was determined to find out. She was not going to let anyone stand in her way, not even herself.
She took a deep breath and focused on her work. She had a ship to run and a crew to protect, and she was going to do it to the best of her ability.