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Rejected storylines from last time were: paying off the debt via erotic work for the officer (opening possible underworld storylines), going the “by the books” route and staying on the planet with a choice of odd jobs featuring some new faces, and finally choosing to leave Rachel indebted to the officer while Lisa pays just her own fines and returns to the galaxy alone (ending possible Nova storylines).
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“So what’s this cargo now?” Rachel was asking.
It’d been 3 weeks of mostly hauling junk between the Officer’s home and his cabin on the other side of the planet. Add in the occasional mystery boxes for him and the other officials here and in orbit and this had turned into a safe but slow way to pay off their debt. All they had to do was play off the occasional raunchy joke or cumbersome advance from their employer and his friends and keep stuff moving. Easy peasy. This next shipment though, was a big one.
“I don’t know yet,” Lisa explained. The two women were waiting on the tarmac of the spaceport by the Rose Rocket. “Just that it’s to the next star system over, and there’s like 100 crates of something.”
“But this clears us when we deliver it right? We’re debt-free? We can go onto Nova then?” Rachel was asking excitedly.
“I guess so,” Lisa replied with a smile, while hiding a suspicious feeling that came from experience. “I just wish I knew why this one shipment was worth more than the last 3 weeks of work.”
“Does it really matter? It’s not like we have a choice?” Rachel countered.
Lisa thought she had a good point.
As Rachel was speaking a vehicle had come around the corner from the nearest hanger and headed towards them. The two women watched as it pulled up alongside their ship and a tall lime-green lizardman hopped out of the cab.
“This the Rose Rocket?” the creature asked, glancing between his tablet and the spacecraft the two women were standing beside.
“Yes it is,” Lisa answered, “I take it you have the cargo we’re to deliver?”
The Lizardman nodded and looked at the ship again, “Yeah I suppose so,” he started and paused. “You’re really transporting them in that?” he then asked, a little surprised.
“Um I guess so?,” Lisa answered, “no one has told us what we’re transporting yet.”
The Lizardman raised his eyebrows in surprise, “seriously? No one? This is a specialized job. You know you should probably have reinforced straps, a shielded cargo-hold, auto-feed…”
“Wait wait wait,” Lisa cut in, “Just what are we transporting?”
“Malarian Land Terrors,” the Lizardman replied bluntly. “They’re already paired off too.” He looked back and forth between the two women. Lisa suddenly appeared a lot more troubled, but Rachel seemed confused. “Look, not my place to get involved here, I just hope your employer knows what he’s doing. I didn’t see any paperwork either, just was told it was already processed.”
So the guy is using his cover as a government official to smuggle exotic wildlife on the side then. Wonder what else illegal he’s up to? Lisa thought.
Rachel was now chiming in, “He doesn’t tell us much. What are these Land Terror thingies anyway? Are they really that dangerous?”
Lisa and the delivery driver did their best to explain the seriousness of the situation. Land Terrors were squid-like creatures, about a meter and a half long. On Malari a few of them still live in what’s left of the swamps that used to cover much of the planet. They’re strong, muscular, and perfectly happy on both land and in the trees. Their foreboding reputation comes from their unique means of reproduction. Because they rarely venture far from where they were born they use other animals to transport their eggs far away and spread their genes.
After a male has fertilized her eggs the female Land Terror will usually look to deposit them inside another creature. On Malari there were several large grazing animals who were the usual targets. These creatures would end up carrying the sticky mass gelatinous eggs within them for the 2-3 week gestation time, where they would then hatch and work their way out whatever orifice they were deposited into with little harm. However when removed from her natural environment the female will do her best to find any host she could, which often went much more poorly for the creature chosen.
“Males will usually just kill you of course, if they aren’t helping their mate subdue a potential host.” The lizardman was explaining as they watched Lisa’s lifter bot place the last crate carefully in the large cargo hold. Rachel’s eyes were as large as saucers now.
“But since all these are in mated pairs…” Rachel started to ask.
“Means the males probably wouldn’t kill you outright at least,” The lizardman warned, “humans aren’t really adapted to carrying those eggs though. Women have a better chance of survival than men though, the luxury of having a safer hole to fill with eggs.”
“I’m suddenly not liking this job so much,” Rachel lamented nervously.
“We’ll tie them down well, don’t worry,” Lisa tried to reassure her.
The three spent the next half hour doing their best to secure the crates without any of the usual equipment they were designed to be used with. It was rather unsettling work with all these large eyes in the crates following their every move. Finally the lizardman gave them the remote with the climate controls and unlock codes for unloading the crates before departing and wishing them luck. With a bit of trepidation Lisa took the controls to the Rose Rocket and warmed up the engines.
“Phew, okay, let’s do this with a gentle touch,” Lisa said to herself as the Rock Rocket lifted slowly off the ground.
“You’re good so far,” Rachel reassured her while keeping an eye on the pile of crates on the video monitor.”
The Rose Rocket spun around at a snail’s pace and then Lisa opened up the throttle a little. Their small spacecraft moved through the departure lanes and began to climb slowly when a loud roar overtook them from outside.
“Shit!” Lisa swore as a large yacht blew past them at high speed! The Rose Rocket bobbed and dipped in the air turbulence. There was banging and crashing from inside their spacecraft as Lisa righted their ship and flew on.
“Impatient Asshole,” Lisa grumbled, “going to get someone killed at some point. Are we still doing okay?” she asked Rachel.
“Um, I think so thankfully,” she replied. “The crates definitely shifted, but they all look fine to me.”
The two women breathed a sigh of relief, and completed their slow ascent into space rather uneventfully. Other than a brief shudder entering and exiting hyperspace the rest of their 2-hour journey was without bumps. The two women soon found themselves flying sublight speeds to the asteroid colony when they were to deliver their cargo to. Lisa was in the pilot’s chair while Rachel had gone to the mess room for a minute to grab a quick meal. That’s when she heard a strange noise.
Thump thump.
“Lisa is that you?” Rachel asked hopefully upon hearing a strange thumping sound. She spun around to see what it was, but no one was there.
Rachel’s face grew a little more confused now, “Uh Lisa? Is that you? One of your bots?”
Still just typical space silence lingered. Rachel shouted down the hallway, “Lisa did you hear a thump?”
“No why, did you?” Lisa shouted back.
“Maybe, I don’t know,” Rachel replied a bit worried. She looked around the kitchen area a bit more, but there didn’t seem to be anything amiss.
“Sorry I’m trying to reach our contact on the comm,” Lisa shouted back again.
“It’s okay, probably just my imagination. I’ll let you know if I hear it again though.” Rachel replied.
“Ok,” came Lisa’s response.
Rachel just shrugged the noise off and turned around to return to what she was doing. She hadn’t taken 3 steps before she heard a slimy plop and a thud come from the doorway. She turned her head to look and not 10ft away from her was a giant eye staring back. The eye belonging to a Night Terror!
Rachel stood motionless for a minute, her mouth trying to form words, the creature looked to have a bright orange round and bloated body with a dozen long tentacles underneath it like legs. The creature just looked at her curiously for a moment when another smaller slim red Night Terror appeared in the doorway next to it. Rachel’s mind realized she was looking at a mated pair now, one of the crates had obviously broken open. Suddenly the red one reared back and lept forward!
“Lisa!” came Rachel’s shriek as she snapped out of the fearful trance she had been in. The red creature collided with Rachel’s torso a split second later. Rachel fell backwards to the floor. She grabbed at the creature and tried to pull it off her but it quickly wrapped her arms with two of its tentacles while the others dove under her top and around her head grasping her tightly. She could hear the tearing fabric and the creature grasped and clung to her.
Then there was a tug at her pants! Rachel looked down to see the fatter orange Night Terror had grabbed her leggings and was puliing at them! Rachel kicked at the creature, smacking it in the body and pushing it backwards, but the creature’s grasp brought her leggings and panties down to her knees in the process!
Just then Lisa appeared in the doorway, having come racing quickly from the cockpit. She was greeted with the sight of a half nude Rachel wrapped in the tentacles of the two beasts. Not wasting a second Lisa raised her blaster and fired at the red night terror on Rachels chest, striking it in one of it’s tentacles.
The creature let out a painful screech and locked eyes with Lisa. It lept into the air again, releasing Rachel and diving towards Lisa. Rachel was pushed down to the ground by the creature as it jumped off her.
Lisa fired twice more, one shot grazing the red Night Terror as it slammed into her. Tentacles wrapped Lisa’s arm and hand prying the blaster from her grasp.
“No!” exclaimed Lisa as she clawed at the creature with her free hand, the two of them then began to wrestle.
Whump Whump!
Muddled thuds impacted the Rose Rocket causing the lights to flicker briefly, the girls didn’t notice however. Rachel especially had more immediate concerns. The orange Night Terror had tugged her bottoms down around her ankles and was advancing up her body. It wrapped tentacles under her tattered top and around her shoulders, hauling it’s bloated body upward. Rachel pushed against it with all her might, but to no avail. Then she spied a large ovipositor that began to protrude from a slit on the underside of the creature.
“Oh hell no!” Rachel shouted in dismay.
Whump! Crack! Whump!
The thumping could be heard louder now, but there was little the girls could do about anything else. Lisa kept trying to free herself and grab her blaster, but seemed to be caught in a stalemate with the red Night Terror. On the other side of the room the orange Night Terror now had Rachel pinned. It held itself over Rachel’s exposed hips while Rachel strained with all her might.
The creature then thrust its ovipositor forward! Rachel reacted quickly, lifting her hips out of the way. The head of the proboscis glanced off her butt then expanded and puffed out as it impacted the floor. It secreted a sticky liquid from the head and a few small jelly-like eggs dribbled out.
The creature began to withdraw it’s ovipositor as Rachel’s hips fell back down. She felt the warm sticky liquid the creature secreted ooze around her hips and butt. “Ugh why are these things so gross!” she lamented loudly.
Crack! Crunch! Whump!
There was an alarm blaring now. The Rose Rocket’s main power shut off and the emergency generator cranked on. Through the dim yellow glow of the emergency lighting Rachel saw the creature repositioning it’s ovipositor. It was now positioned even with Rachel’s hips, and angled right at her exposed vagina. Rachel tried to move her hips again, but the sticky liquid on the floor under her held her firmly in place.
“Lisa help!” Rachel called frantically realizing she was trapped.
Lisa caught sight of Rachel predicament, but was too busy struggling with the red creature to do anything.
Rachel closed her eyes tight and braced herself.
Zippp Zap Zap!
The creature holding Rachel suddenly released its grip and collapsed to the floor with a squeal!
Rachel looked up to see Lisa’s security bot standing in the doorway. The bot had blasted the female Night Terror several times and now took aim at the male who, realizing it’s mate was dead, had now released Lisa and was dashing across the room.
Zippp Zap Zap!
The red Night Terror was struck once in a tentacle but managed to dodge the rest of the shots. With a leap it jumped up to the ceiling and squeezed its way into the air duct.
Thump! Whump!
The women weren’t out of danger yet however. Lisa raced over to a dazed and surprised Rachel. They unwound the dead tentacles from her body, and threw the dying creature aside. Lisa then grabbed Rachel’s arms. The two women strained and with a strong tug Rachel was pulled free of the glue-like puddle on the floor.
Lisa dashed back down the hall to the cockpit and Rachel stumbled behind, pulling the tattered remains of her leggings back up from around her ankles.
Lisa had the comm playing when Rachel finally arrived. It was a recording, and Lisa immediately recognized the voice of the Black Claw captain she had outrun over Nexer weeks earlier! “I don’t know what could possibly be more important than an audience with me, but it’s no matter. Your ship is disabled and we’re coming aboard. There’ll be no escape this time! It would be wise to surrender.”
Another thump was heard echoing from the ship’s hull just then. Lisa glanced out the cockpit window, and could see the Black Claw vessel only meters away, with a docking ramp extended.
“Shit, pirates! They’re coming aboard!” She called out in frustration.
Rachel looked up at the vessel outside the window and back at Lisa. “Wha… What do we do?”
There were only moments to decide.
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Option A: Surrender. We’re half naked, completely unprepared, and there’s a whole ship of pirates coming on board. Let’s live to fight another day.
Option B: Grab our blasters and fight back. We have a security bot to help and an injured Night Terror on board as a wild card. Who knows what might happen?! This isn’t over yet.
Option C: Speaking of Night Terrors, we have a cargo bay full of them. Let’s use the remote to release a few more. Yes they’re dangerous to us too obviously, but at least we know they’re here. The pirates would be completely taken by surprise!
Option D: None of this doing things halfway, we need all the help we can get. Release all the creatures and we’ll thrive in the chaos that is to come! Err… hopefully…
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Hello again horny friends and strangers! 👋
A bit of a wild twist this time, I hope everyone is enjoying it! Thanks again for all your votes. As always you guys make this a lot of fun! 😊 Let me know your choice for the next chapter in the comments below!
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