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Writers note: Some readers may note similarities between the Star Trek universe and the fictional one created for this story. This story was written using some of my basic concepts of space travel and some were borrowed from Star Trek. To those of you who are offended by this concept, and transsexuals in general need to find your reading enjoyment somewhere else. To those fans of Star Trek: TNG, this story was inspired by the "Disaster" episode. ________________________________________________________________ The ship shuddered violently and everyone was thrown to the floor. The collision alarm immediately sounded for a second and died as the lights flickered briefly. The groans of the Ensign with us indicated that he had been hurt when he was slammed into the wall and then the floor. I hadn't been hurt, but was definitely shaken as I stood up. Lieutenant Engles jumped to his feet and started barking orders to the Ensign who was getting up with a pained expression on his face. "Ensign Carbe! Get on that console and see if you can figure out what happened. Cadet Kelly! Get on the Engineer console." A young man quickly limped over, sat down in front of the console and activated it. I ran to the Engineering Computer and ran it through the emergency checks. Ensign Carbe's white face showed that something was drastically wrong. "Sir! Something collided with us. Main Bridge has been destroyed and Decks 1 through 14 are damaged heavily and are exposed to space." I shuddered. This wasn't good news. The emergency bridge was on deck 16. It also meant that over half of the crew was already dead. "Can you put the damage on the view screen?" "Working." The screen in front suddenly came to life and we were all taken back by what we saw. There was a gigantic hole blasted into a portion of the ship. The bridge section was completely missing. "OK. Let's work this by the numbers. Something collided with us. Can we maneuver away at all?" I ran through the programs. "All thrust systems are down. There are malfunctions in 53 different junction points and I can't even get read backs on another 15. They must be destroyed!" "What about life support?" "Life support is at 53% and failing. Complete system wide failure will occur in 45 minutes." "OK, Cadet Kelly. Are there any critical systems failures?" "Yes. Fourteen different system failures are deemed repair critical." "Organize them according to the danger to the ship and personnel." I thought for a second and organized them like Ensign Carbe had just shown me. "Main Energy Generation and Plasma Storage system is undergoing a harmonic imbalance. If we can't null the harmonics, it will continue to build until the system overloads and destroys the ship!" "Emergency Repairs to Main Energy Generation and Storage system immediately!" Ensign Carbe looked up. "Sensor readings of that part of the ship indicate 75% structural damage. What few crew still alive there are in no condition to repair this. It is a miracle that our sensors are functioning in that section." "How long till the ship explodes?" "7 minutes, 30 seconds approximately!" I tried to keep my voice steady like they taught us, but I was afraid that I let some of the panic into my voice. "Can you jettison that section?" "Negative. Computer reports quadruple failure on all release mechanisms." "Can you shut down the Energy system?" "Working." I feverishly pounded the keyboard in front of me for a few seconds. "Negative. A read back of the shutdown system indicates the system is unresponsive." I ran through the options I was taught. "I am trying to see if we can vent the plasma to space." I ran a program to test the connections to the vents. "All but three vents are blocked and/or damaged. Three vents will not be enough to vent the plasma." "Perhaps venting the plasma will give us time. Cadet Kelly? Vent the plasma!" "Yes, Sir!" I pressed the few buttons and watched as the system reported the vents were open. "We are venting." "Great. Sound the evacuation tones and activate the intercom. Emergency Alert - All crew to escape pods - All crew to escape pods - This is not a drill." Ensign Carbe stood up, walked to the door of the emergency bridge and turned around. "What about you Lieutenant? Are you going to your escape pod?" "In a minute. I need to send a distress signal. Cadet Kelly! On your way to the escape pod, pull the primary data storage drive and take it with you in your pod." "Yes Sir! Please don't take too long." "Understood. It has been a pleasure working with you." "Me too. See you on the planet." I ran to the panel and pulled the storage drive out. As I was shuffling along lugging the heavy drive, all the lights dimmed indicating that the ship was now on emergency power. I opened the escape pod door, crammed the drive unit and myself into it. I managed to get the door shut and waited a couple of seconds for the mask to descend onto my face. With the mask in place, I breathed the gas knowing it would knock me out so that I wouldn't struggle in the shock absorbing foam that was being rapidly pumped in. Consequently, I did not feel the giant shove that signaled the ejection of my pod or saw the brilliant explosion that marked the passing the Esperion just a couple short seconds later. - * - * - * - I woke up when I felt the foam melting out of the pod. Someone helped me out and together we emptied my survival locker in the pod. I placed the primary drive into the locker, shut it and the pod as this would protect it from the elements. From my first year Cadet class, I learned that all the escape pods in automatic mode are keyed to land together on a spot on the planet below that was picked to be best able to support life. We quickly gathered in a clearing and a quick count indicated that only handful of the 175 on the ship made it to the planet. I was saddened even more when I did not see Lieutenant Engles there with us. He had been my on board mentor during my brief stay. It was pure luck that he was having me do some practice in the Emergency Bridge with Ensign Carbe when the ship was hit. I looked around and didn't see Ensign Carbe either. He was climbing into an escape pod when I closed the door on mine. The night fell and there were many meteors that night as various pieces of the ship fell into atmosphere, only to be burned up. Since we knew we were going to be on the planet awhile, we pulled the panels out away from the pods that would collect sunlight and would convert it to electricity that would be used by the emergency transponder. This transponder would respond to a Space Fleet ship's scanning signals when they routinely scanned the planet. We activated five pods this way to increase our chances of being picked up. The other pods had their panels extended providing us with some light and a small element for cooking and heat. I wondered if Lieutenant Engles managed to get the distress call sent but decided not to mention it. I looked around and saw the four other Cadets that were with me on the ship didn't make it either and was probably killed in the first seconds of the disaster. In the morning of my eighteenth birthday, as we were constructing shelters, small pieces of fruit started to rain around us. As each piece of fruit hit the ground or us, a greenish powder would burst from it enveloping us. Some of the people immediately succumbed to the powder and passed out. Others, who only caught a little bit, stumbled around dazed and confused. I finally saw a group of humans throwing these fruit at us and yelled at the few still standing that another barrage was coming towards us. I was then hit by three fruit and passed out. - * - * - * - When I awoke, I found I was naked tied to a long pole cut from thick vines. As I looked around, I saw that everyone who had made it off the ship was now dead lying in pools of blood. The savages I saw around me were all women! One of them saw that I was awake. She pulled several leaves off of a vine and began to crumple each one in her hand. She then stuffed the leaves into my mouth and made motions that I was supposed to chew the leaves and swallow them. I did so reluctantly and she gathered a couple more and repeated the process. Satisfied, she made a noise and the others grabbed a portion of the pole and lifted me up. I was carried slung under this pole for several days. About every 10 minutes, one would grab a couple leaves off of a vine were were passing and would put them in my mouth. Once an hour, they would give me some water from a gourd. During the night, I was released from the pole but tied to a tree sitting up. After a couple weeks of this, they got together and talked for a while. One obviously wanted to kill me and made lots of stabbing motions with her hands, but the others decided that I could be trusted a little. I had rationalized that if I ran away, they would assume that I should be also killed like my crew mates. That night, I was tied to a tree again, but could actually lie down. I tried to convince them that I would not run away but they didn't say anything. I grew to hate those leaves. Old man McRiley and his health lectures in Space Fleet Academy would have been overjoyed at how often I was expelling the digested leaves. The others ate strange fruits and various roots, but I was forced to eat those stupid rotten tasting leaves. After several weeks, I was loosing weight and was starting to retch every time one of those leaves was placed in my mouth. Seeing this, one of the women brought a fruit that tasted like a combination of waterloupe and strawapple to me, which wasn't bad at all after an enforced diet of leaves. I was getting able to pick a few words out from their language and occasionally the oldest one would grab an object and state her name for it so that I could learn faster. Finally after a few months, they decided I was going to stay with them and released me from being tied up. I had decided that the best way I could be found is with the group of women. The oldest stated that we were going to Eshebar. She would not elaborate any more than that. I was still naked during this time and couldn't seem to get any clothing to wear. Any attempt of fashioning leaves into clothing was met with them ripping the leaves off and tearing them up. I quit after a few attempts. After a couple of months of endless walking, we climbed a small hill and arrived at the mouth of a cave. The old one announced - "We are at Eshebar. You go into cave. I go into cave." We had to move some vines to enter the cave. After we got inside, I found that the cave was definitely artificial. There were holes and openings around in the cave. On the ceiling, a light panel activated after we stepped inside. The style of the panel was different from the current panels and I wondered how old it was. "You do as I say or you die here." She was brandishing a wicked piece of steel that she had obviously picked up somewhere and had beaten flat. I could feel the edge on it and knew it was sharp enough to cut my throat. That didn't sound very good and I nodded my head so she knew I would follow her instructions. "Put your tigram arm in." She brought the steel up and held it against the back of my neck. I could feel the ragged edge on it. I looked at the holes she was pointing to and reluctantly I put my hand in there only to feel something grab it and pull it all the way in. I was stuck with my arm in the hole and tried to pull my arm back a couple of times. I noticed that the hole had been shrinking around my arm making it immobile. I felt several injections along the length on both sides of my arm, but couldn't do much more than flinch. I then felt a something being wrapped around my wrist and saw the hole inside expanded so I could remove my arm. On my arm was a seamless bracelet that had a single stone that was glowing green. I noticed another hole beside the first and looked at the old woman. She nodded and I put my other arm in it. Again the hole shrank and felt another series of injections in that arm. After a while, I was able to remove my arm. My arm came out like the first except I was minus the bracelet. She removed the crude steel saw from my neck and nodded. "Sit down on bourat and put foot in." I saw the ledge she was pointing to and sat down. There were two holes and I decided that I would put both legs in at the same time. Something grabbed both feet and pulled my legs fully into the holes. Those holes shrank and tightened on my legs like the others had and I waited for the inevitable to happen. Shortly, I felt injections up and down my legs including the bottoms of my feet. I felt an anklet wrap around my right leg and then shortly again around my left leg. Like before the holes enlarged and I was able to pull my legs out. I saw that I had a small band of pure white on both ankles. The old one came up to me and lead me around and faced me away from the wall. She backed me up to it and had me kneel down a little. I found that my bottom touched the wall and was sucked into the recess. I felt several different items being inserted into my cheeks and felt a small protrusion inflate and slightly pass through my anus. My eyes widened when I felt a thick material being pumped into my bowels. The old one was obviously expecting this and smiled at my discomfort. I tried several times to pull myself away but couldn't manage. Fifteen minutes passed and couldn't do anything but wait. As time passed, I could feel the pressure on my bowel dissipate. I felt another batch of the goo being pumped in and was starting to squirm. I knew my body was absorbing the material but didn't like the way this was going. Another fifteen minutes passed and yet again, I felt another batch of stuff being pumped in. After one hour of having my cheeks in these holes, I felt one more load of the material being pumped into my colon. I felt the suction leave and could finally pull out. I could feel my colon was full of something, but I couldn't expel the fluid. The old one smiled for the first time. She pointed to the last set of holes and knew by the contours that would have to kneel and put my stomach, chest and head into the depression. I thought about giving up but knew I only had one thing left to do. I knelt down and put my face and chest in the depression. My stomach followed shortly and I felt the suction engage pulling me completely into the depression. I felt the area around my nipples retract but continuing apply the suction. This pulled my chest further into the cavity forming small female breasts. It was then that I felt many injections around my chest in the nipple area and many injections around my waist. After a little while of waiting, I felt small hoses come forward and fill my nostrils. A large patch sealed itself around my lips and some liquid was pumped into that area. I kept my mouth shut but a small hose poked through my lips. It started pumping small amounts of liquid that was incredibly sweet tasting. I don't know what it was supposed to do, but I relaxed and allowed my mouth to open. More liquid was pumped in and it tasted sweet, sour, salty and bitter all at once. I wondered what bizarre cocktail of drugs they were pumping into my mouth and eventually into my stomach. I knew odors were being injected into my nose because I smelled flowers. I breathed slowly and deeply and drank the fluid that was being pumped in. I felt my stomach getting tighter and tighter until the pumping action stopped. I felt minute injections all the way around my face including my nose, chin, cheeks, and throat. My penis and balls were sucked into the depression and I felt something enter my bladder through the head of my penis. All my urine in my bladder was emptied and I felt minute injections into my sac containing my balls as well as a massive shot to the base of the penis. My penis became erect for a second and then wilted. That was the last erection I ever had. My balls and penis became numb and I felt several more injections. From the pain I was in later, I guessed some of the injections were directly into my testicles. I was still smelling flowers and wasn't even concerned when I felt my ears pierced and two items attached to it. Two small earphones molded themselves into my ears. I heard a variety of languages I didn't understand until an ancient version of Galactic was heard. My eyes fluttered in surprise and the voice in my ears said, "English Language selected." A new fluid was pumped into my mouth and I was instructed not to swallow it. I grew drowsy and listened to the voice talk for quite a while but I don't remember what was said afterwords. The suction was released and I fell backwards into the arms of the old one. I lay on the floor for what seemed like hours. She was busy and was checking the various items I was now wearing. Finally, I passed out. - * - * - * - When I awoke, it was already the next day. I was aware of three things. 1. My stomach rumbled loud enough to wake the dead. 2. My balls hurt like someone had kicked them several times, and 3. I was wearing the same kind of clothes that they were - a loose tunic created from an unknown material. The damned thing wore like iron and never wore out. Too bad that that the tunic was in reality one size fits none and showed areas I didn't want to show! The old one approached me again and checked all the items. The bracelet's stones glow was a deep blue, and the white bands were glowing slightly. Satisfied she said, "We welcome you into our group. Soon, you will be ready for Mefgrac. We will spend many days and nights on journey." "What does tigram and and bourat mean?" "Bourat means this." She held up a rock. "Tigram is a nasty word." I made no effort to remove any of the items I had been fitted with. As I slept, I thought I heard the studs whisper things, which woke me up several times. I could not get any information out of the women at all after that. I have heard since that a woman likes to talk, but it was impossible to squeeze information out of them. We started walking in the direction I called north. The women had paid little if any attention to me before we arrived at Eshebar, now watched my every step as we walked. Soon they had me in the front and would point landmarks for me to walk to as we continued our journey. After a couple of months, they watched me closer and closer. Late one afternoon, I overheard them talking. "The young one is growing. The young one's walk is Bechinka." Bechinka was a word I had not heard before now. I pondered it repeatedly but could not make any sense of it. They all laughed when I asked them what Bechinka meant. The elder finally took me to the side and said, "Bechinka means you becoming one of the women! Bechaaka means you are one of many women." "How do I get to be Bechaaka?" "You must travel with us to Mefgrac. Then you are becoming Bechaaka. Only after Mefgrac and Valley of the Children are you truly Bechaaka." Occasionally, I would take inventory of my body. I saw that I had lost some weight causing my waist to be narrow, tight and flat. My hips were bigger than I remembered them, and I had small masses enlarging on my chest. My testicles decreased in size as my hips and breasts slightly increased in size. I was looking like a girl more everyday but found I didn't object to it. In fact, I was happy with the progress I was making. As a side note, today I believe those studs in my ears was brainwashing me in my sleep to be happy with the changes. I noticed that the glowing stone had changed from bright blue and was now a pale pink. My legs appeared longer and I had a definite wiggle in my walk similar to the others. Finally a lone mountain appeared on the horizon and the old one pointed at it and said, "Mefgrac." After we got close to the mountain, we stopped. The old one approached a tree and reached inside and pulled out an ancient canteen and brought it to me. "You must drink one swallow before we arrive at Mefgrac." I took a swallow and instantly regretted it because the fluid tasted so bad that I nearly threw up. We rested for a while and I found that I was still awake but that I could not move a muscle. Two of the women lifted me to my feet and told me to walk. I had no conscience control of my muscles and apparently, my body obeyed the women rather than me. Together we walked for a couple of hours until we came to a clearing. In the clearing at the base of the mountain was a ship buried under the canopy of the jungle. I could read that the name of the ship was Mefgrac. Medical Establishment For Gender Re-Assignment and Assessment Center Supplied and paid for by the Council of Women. Another name was on the bow. Mercy Mobile Medical Frigate #4 - Star Leaper. Vines growing over the ship covered the registration numbers. I dimly remembered an offshoot of the human race that had abandoned Earth for a utopia comprised only of women. Evidently, they had established a base here with this medical frigate they had purchased. I tried to resist but had to follow their commands. We stepped up to the ship and the portal opened. The lights were dim indicating that the primary power was running at a very low level. I was placed on a couch and the women waited until the couch was pulled through an opening in the wall. My bracelet was removed and a screen activated. "English Language selected. Transfer of patient information from Bracelet X41638 complete." My anklets and ear studs were all removed. As this was happening, a robotic arm came down and a needle buried itself in my arm. I was surprised that it didn't hurt but guessed that the stuff I swallowed had also killed the pain. I didn't know at the time but guessed later that it was gathering some of my cells for analysis. I heard an ancient machine start up but could not see it. Several different colored lights played over my body and in particular my face. Two more arms came down. Each arm had a series of lots of needles going around in rings like a target. These two arms centered up on the nipples on my chest and slowly punctured my skin and penetrated into my chest. I felt a cold mist spray around both of my nipples completely coating my chest and could feel cold material being pumped into my chest through the needles. The arms pulled out and rotated a little and slowly punctured my skin again around my nipples. The cold spray coated my chest again and felt more and more material being injected in through the needles. The needles eventually retracted and moved out of the way. I saw out of the corner of my eyes two shapes move over my chest and drop down. The tickling sensation I felt on my chest indicated that my chest was being molded to form something. My chest grew warm and then hot. The temperature wasn't hot enough to burn but it definitely was uncomfortable. After about fifteen minutes, the area cooled down and the two shapes lifted off and moved out of the way. I still couldn't move my eyes to see what was done. A new arm appeared and I could feel many injections around my penis. That area of my body slowly went numb and a shield dropped down preventing me to see what was happening. The smell of burnt flesh indicated that a laser scalpel was in use or so I guessed. There was no sound which was a little eerie. After a couple of hours, the shield raised. I found that I could move my eyes and I was shocked to find out that I now had medium sized breasts on my chest and that my groin was female. Gone were all vestiges of my male organs. I now had the body of a young girl. The table moved to the next location and a mask was dropped down over my eyes. I smelled burning hair but did not know what that meant at that time. I was turned over on my stomach and this continued. While I was on my stomach, I felt similar injections on my butt cheeks and heated shapes applied like what happened on my chest. I assumed that my bottom would now resemble a girl's bottom from now on. I was rolled back over and I saw that all the hair on my body with the exception of my eyebrows, hair on my head and eyelashes had been permanently destroyed. A screen appeared and the following text was displayed. Program Subsection 1.4AS: Bypassed by order of Council of Women. Date 14AUG2096 Program Subsection 1.4FS: Bypassed by order of Council of Women. Date 14AUG2096 Program Subsection 1.4XX: Bypassed by order of Council of Women. Date 14AUG2096 Program Subsection 1.4CS: Corrupted - Check sum error. Unable to retrieve backup copy. Requesting verbal acknowledgment to bypass program subsection 1.4 to continue to program subsection 1.5. A timer started counting down but the timing was strange. Instead of decimalized seconds, the timer went from 5 minutes to 4 minutes, 59 seconds. Since I couldn't move much other than my eyes, I just lay there and waited. Finally the timer went to zero. "Per Operational Code Delta 4594 of chief Surgeon of Council of Women, Section 1.4 has been flagged as a mandatory module by the Council of Women. Date 14AUG2096. Per Operational Code Delta 4594 of chief Surgeon of Council of Women. Subsection 1.4CS has been flagged as a mandatory sub-module by the Council of Women. Date 14AUG2096" The screen paused and then continued. "Per Operational Code Delta 0352 of Chief Surgeon, Earth, European Complex. Mandatory modules must be completed before proceeding to the next module outlined by the surgical procedure. Date 27Feb2072 Program found - Overriding bypass on 1.4FS, 1.4AS, and 1.4XX Program Subsection 1.4FS: selected and loaded." Crap. This didn't look good. Part of the original program was bad and it had to find the next module to use. The screen cleared and the following text was displayed. "Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning The Council of Women has deemed this program illegal." The screen cleared again and new text was displayed. "Training Female Subject Regarding Giving Oral Sex (Fellatio) to Males. Verbal response required to bypass module" Some programmer with a sick sense of humor had programmed a graphic to show a penis entering someone's mouth. As the timer counted down, the animated penis slid in and out of the mouth. I tried to speak to override the program, but still didn't have any control over my vocal cords or mouth. My heart sank, as I knew what would happen next. The table moved to the side and an arm with thousands of wires attached lowered down and touched my head. Another arm lowered down started inserting the wires into my skull. I could not move so I just lay there and waited. Soon all the wires were attached and my senses were suddenly jumbled around and quickly returned to normal. I assumed it was learning my neural pathways. I lay on that table for a while but could not detect anything. Suddenly, knowledge was pouring into my brain at an incredible rate. The images that flashed in mind were with me kissing, sucking on a man's penis and causing it to ejaculate in my mouth and throat. I was disgusted but couldn't do anything about it. The screen cleared and new text was displayed. "Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning The Council of Women has deemed this program illegal." The screen cleared again and new text was displayed. "Training Female Subject Regarding Giving Anal Sex to Males Verbal response required to bypass module." Evidently the same programmer had programmed the graphic showing a penis sliding into an anus of a woman. The timer counted down again while the penis slid in and out of the anus. I tried to speak again, but couldn't manage to say anything. Again I felt the knowledge of having a penis sliding in my anus implanted in my mind. Like before there were images showing different positions of having anal sex. It didn't help to close my eyes so I kept them open. After a few seconds, screen changed again. "Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning Warning The Council of Women has deemed this program illegal." The screen cleared again and new text was displayed. "Training Subject - Heightened Heterosexual Female Response Programs - All. Verbal response required to bypass module." The timer counted down yet again, but there was no graphic. I wondered what this one was about and I felt the program being injected into my brain. I really couldn't tell what was being placed there as there were no pictures. After a couple of seconds, it was over. A mask came down and covered my mouth and nose. The screen cleared and I saw that part of the description of the module was corrupted. "RaXdom 3odifca5ion of #acial fea!ure?." I smelled a strange smell and closed my eyes. I re-opened them and saw a device being lowered to cover my eyes and nose. The device suddenly activated and saw that it had mini view screens. Currently it was showing an well-endowed naked man walking to me. To my astonishment, I could hear every step he took and could even smell him. I was being turned on and knew what would happen next. I could feel a light touch on my lips and my mouth automatically opened. He leaned forward and his penis just entered my mouth. My tongue caressed the tip of the penis and he slowly pushed his penis deeper into my mouth. It touched my throat and I gagged from the intrusion. I heard him say, "Relax." My throat opened as if I yawned and the gagging sensation went away. His penis slid back and forth going a little deeper into my throat each time. Each time the penis pulled back into my mouth, I moaned a little and was surprised that I was enjoying the act. Toward the end, I was actually enjoying the sensation and wanted more and more of the length of his penis slid deep into my throat. Finally, I could feel the tickle of his pubic hairs on my nose and realized that he had the full length of his penis in my mouth and throat. I stuck my tongue out and could barely touch his testicles. His penis slid completely in and out of my throat allowing me to catch breaths while it was in my mouth. I knew he was getting close to ejaculation. He suddenly came when his penis was fully in my throat and he pumped large amounts of fluid into my waiting stomach. I actually orgasmed a couple of times with the thought that I had given him pleasure. I felt a wave of warmth completely pass down my body. I closed my eyes and sighed from the feelings. He pulled out until the tip was just inside my mouth and felt some more fluid being ejaculated into my mouth. I tasted the salty mixture and I knew that I had tasted semen for the first time. He pulled out of my mouth and I could hear and see him walk away. My mouth closed and I swallowed the semen automatically. I closed my eyes and I felt the table tilted forward and moved over to the side. I saw another man walk toward me. I could see him lightly touch on my left and right nipple followed by a series of touches around my new breasts causing my nipples swell a little and get hard. His hand lowered and felt him touch my new equipment and experienced an almost electric jolt when he touched my new clitoris. All this time, I felt myself get moist between my legs and felt his finger actually enter my vagina a little. He lifted my legs up and I felt him place his penis at my anus. He leaned forward and I felt him slide inside. He slid in and out for a while and I lay there. I felt him slide in deep and after a few minutes, I felt him ejaculate in my colon. I blinked as I experienced another orgasm and another wave of warmth. The wires retracted and I was shuttled back to the room with the woman. "Stand and walk with me." I stood and walked out of the ship. As we walked back to the clearing, I wondered what was pumped into my stomach. The others were there and they all hugged me. I was told to lie down and quickly I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning in a fetal position with the worst pain I have ever felt. The old woman was ready with a funnel made from a gourd and the ancient canteen. The funnel was quickly put into my mouth and I surprised myself that I swallowed nearly the entire length of the funnel without gagging. The old woman poured some more of the fluid in and the pain quickly went away. I guess that swallowing the neck of the gourd was enough proof that I was fully proficient at oral sex.. The old woman helped me to my feet and said, "You have survived Mefgrac. Now is the time of your naming. You are to be called 'Falling Star'. We welcome you as a member of our group." I could not say anything and we left the area of the ship. The next day the pain was tolerable and became less over time. Over time, I grew used to my new equipment and was not surprised to see a very womanly set of breasts growing on my chest. We walked in a straight line in the direction I called west. After a few months, we came to the end of the land and saw lots of water. I was going to dip my toe into it, but the elder pulled me back. "That is bad water, Falling Star." The wind changed and I caught a whiff of the water and nearly got sick to my stomach. The water smelled like it contained a large amount of sulfur. As I thought over my chemistry, I realized that the water was probably acidic. We turned around and headed back toward Mefgrac. After nine months of leaving Mefgrac, the whole group was surprised when a small ship darted above us. As I looked up at the ship, the small stun gun in the belly suddenly fired. - * - * - * - When I came to my senses, the group I was with was inside a ship. We were each on a platform with our arms and legs held immobile by straps. A soft raised portion was just across the bottom part of my stomach, wrapping around my legs and a similar soft cradle was around my neck. I tried to lift my head out of that cradle but couldn't even move my head. I then felt a soft band around my head that was obviously tied to the cradle my neck was in. A seedy looking character came over to me as I was first in line. He donned a pair of gloves and smeared a large portion of an unknown substance on my breasts and lifted up two large hemispheric domes connected together to my breasts. As the soft outside lining of the domes touched my chest, I immediately felt a light suction being applied which caused my breasts to become engorged. He wrapped a large band around my waist and made sure the hoses hooked up to it and were secured well. He pressed a button and the band tightened forcing my waist to be smaller and smaller. I couldn't say anything as I was gagged with a large unknown item in my mouth. All of our platforms were arranged in half moon shape. As I looked down the line of women, they were also had suction devices on their breasts, straps around their waists and gags in their mouths. He then retrieved a pressure syringe and loaded it with a yellow colored liquid. "This will have your breasts growing to a larger size as it slowly reduces your waist line more in line with what men want. Included with the liquid are a voluntary muscle relaxant. This will make it very easy for the men who have paid a large sum to have their way with you to do anything they want. Good thing you don't understand Galactic". He then injected each cheek on my butt once and moved down the line until everyone of my group was similarly injected. "The stuff I smeared on your breasts is an illegal breast enlarging cream that will help this serum. This should start to increase your breast size in an about a week or so. Leave them better than you found them is my policy." He laughed at his own joke. I felt a large item being passed through my anus until it was fully in my colon. The object retreated. I also felt an item entering my bladder through my urethra until my bladder was completely emptied. "I don't want you to soil my guests. I have placed a drug in your colon that will stop the peristaltic action of your large intestine for 4 hours. I have also drained your bladder. You can thank me later on that." He also smeared some material on my anus and vagina. "I don't want you to hurt when my clients fuck you." I understood why the items were soft that were keeping us on our knees and hands. That way when our muscles relaxed, we would still be in the same positions. I felt it harder and harder to maintain any control and soon all my weight was supported on the soft rests. My eyes however never fully closed. I heard him pick up a small item and the beeping noise from it as he turned it on. He then walked behind me and felt something enter my vagina. "Good. Not ovulating." I heard him walk down the line of women and say each time. "Nope. Not ovulating within a week." After he was done, he said, "I can save the birth control shots. Not needed on this cruise." He walked back up and placed the item back into drawer. He opened a small box near the storage door and pulled out small silver objects I didn't know the purpose of. He walked up to me, pulled the gag out of my slack jawed mouth and discarded it. He gently put one silver object in my right side of my mouth and made sure the objects were hooked around my teeth. I felt another one put in the left side. I couldn't remove the objects and wondered of their purpose. After finishing all the women, he touched a button on the wall and all of our mouths opened wide. Satisfied, he pressed the button again, and our mouths closed. I now knew their purpose and didn't like where this was going but couldn't do anything about it. He opened the door and a large group of men walked in. I couldn't see them but I could feel four different hands on my body. Someone even had a portion of his hand in my vagina The platform I was on raised up higher and a spotlight came on over me. Soon the same seedy looking man walked over to me and said, "Oy. We got a good looking young one here, boys! Let's start the bidding for the privilege of popping her cork. I have a standing bid of 100 credits." I was forced to listen to them haggling until finally, one said, "500 credits per hole - two holes." No one else bid higher. The platform I was on sank lower until my mouth was at the same level as his penis. On cue, my mouth opened wide. I heard the bidding start up on the next woman beside me. Grasping my head in his hands, he leaned forward and I was forced to swallow the head of his penis and I wasn't surprised that I was not choking. He continued to slide his penis in and out of my mouth going ever deeper in my throat with each thrust. He called to his friends, "This one here is easily as proficient as the best whore in Garthos 3." If I could have at that point, my eyes would have opened wide when I felt my breasts pulsing from the vacuum being switched on and off. One of the men noticed the other women's breasts pulsing and asked, "Why do you have those devices on their tits, Pireswreath?" "Simple. The band around their waists constricts, temporarily forcing the waists to be smaller. Their breasts are being expanded with those devices applying a slight vacuum. I have injected each one with a large amount of fat transport serum that will begin to move fat away from any compressed area to any area of the body that is under a slight vacuum. By the time they are done here today, the serum will have been programmed how to proceed. In about two months, each of them will have a very nice figure. I also gave them a muscle relaxant so you can screw them for as long as you want." "Why do you care how they look after this voyage?" "Simple: If I catch them again, they will have fabulous bodies for future fun." Last voyage I caught a bunch I had caught before. The clients really had fun with them. Of course, I made sure they had larger breasts. I think even the women had some fun also. As I was gave them the shots to relax their muscles, one managed to cry out 'Medra Gevul Seda' or something like that. I knew what the woman said and it shocked me to my core. Medra Gevul Seda meant, "Please kill me now." She honestly wanted to die rather than be raped again. From the perspective I was in, I could almost understand it. The man continued to slide his penis in and out of my throat. After about 10 minutes, he came deep in my throat. I tried to shut out the abuse and the thought of what I just swallowed. Unlike Mefgrac, I did not have any pleasure in this activity. I could hear grunts coming from all the men and knew they were raping my group the same as I had been raped. He then sat down to recover for a few minutes. My mouth closed and I figured out that anyone standing on the pad would cause my mouth to open. "Yo. Are you positive these ducks can't understand Galactic?" The auctioneer came over. "Absolutely. This is my fourth trip here." "You better hope so Pireswreath. If this comes out into the open, I could loose everything." "Not to worry. This planet if so far outside of normal space fleet patrolled area that I could have a hundred missions here in a years time." He paused and looked at me. "Come on. You paid for the privilege. Pop her cork!" "I will. I will. Jeez! She really took it out of me. She could suck start a freighter!" I heard laughter around the room following his remark. He went around behind me and entered me. After ten minutes of forced sex, he exploded deep within me. He pulled out of me and sat down again. "Best 1,000 credits I ever spent." A couple of twins came over to me. One of them said, "How about 500 credits for both of us to use her?" Pireswreath nodded. "Done. Have fun." One stepped on the pad and my mouth obediently opened and he put his dick in my mouth. The other went around behind and began fucking me. The twins traded positions a couple of times and ended up with one in my anus and one stroking in and out of my mouth. The both exploded at the same time and soon sat down. In less than an hour, I had unwillingly given oral sex, vaginal sex and anal sex. I was sickened by what I had just been put through. Other men used me but I do not remember much of that. Evidently, since I was the youngest and was 'gifted' at oral sex, I was the most popular, unfortunately. Many men used my mouth repeatedly and my stomach was starting protest from all the semen I had swallowed. Pireswreath came over after the men had left and removed almost all the equipment that had been applied to our bodies. He measured my breasts and was pleased by the growth that was present already. "It's a damn shame to release you, but I can't take you back Space Fleet controlled area. You all would be too hard to explain." He walked around in front of me scratching his chin. "Hum. All of them said that you were fantastic giving oral sex. It violates my principles, but I would be kicking myself for the next few weeks if I don't find out." He pulled a small bottle of pills out of his pocket and shook a couple into his hand. He swallowed them and said, "I need to allow these pills about five minutes to work, then I will be ready for you." He sat down on the bench in front of me and waited. He hadn't removed the items from our mouths yet and stepped on the pad causing my mouth to open wide waiting for his penis to be in my mouth. He leaned forward shoving it completely into my mouth and throat and started sliding it in and out. Soon he came deep in my throat but he didn't remove it. He left it in my mouth and was soon hard again. He continued sliding it in and out and soon came a second time. "Damn! You are fantastic! I will have to remember where I found your group and come back here again. Best damn voyage ever!" He removed the devices from each of our mouths. He came up and squirted a little bit of a bitter tasting liquid into each of our mouths. "In thirty minutes, you will be able to move. By that time, I will be gone. I don't know why I tell you this, since none of you understand Galactic." We were carried out of the ship and laid on the ground. I found I could move a little and looked up and saw that the registry numbers of the ship was AB353P. The ship took off and the group lay on the ground and moaned. Several of the women were throwing up and sick. One was lying motionless staring up at the stars. The old one crawled over to me and said, "Falling Star. Are you able to walk?" I could hardly talk but I croaked, "Yes, but my body hurts in many places." "Mine does too but we need to be moving. They may come back." I lurched to my feet and stumbled over to the girl who was motionless. I saw that she was breathing, but otherwise unresponsive. A look of horror passed over her face as I touched her and then she got up and ran into the jungle. None of us were in any condition to catch her. We walked in the direction she had run for a day when we found her body. She had run off a small cliff and had died when she hit the ground several hundred meters below. We buried her where she landed and covered her over with some rocks. The group huddled together that night and the old one recited some words that she had learned when she was young. - * - * - * - We all recovered from the trauma we were put through. As time passed, each of our breasts increased in size until we each had a set of large breasts. As my breasts got bigger, my waist narrowed accentuating my hips. - * - * - *- One day, I asked the old one. "Where are the young ones? How are young ones of the group made?" Several of the women smiled and the old one said, "Falling Star. Your body is nearly ready. Soon we will go the valley of children. There you will have some young ones along with us." I didn't like that idea at all but kept quiet. I now looked like them. My hair was down to below my shoulders and had my periods at the same time as the rest of them did. - * - * - * - Six months after the group rape, as we started heading toward the Valley of Children, I heard a ship's breaking exhausts overhead and was startled to see a shuttle angle towards our group. Everyone instantly scattered and hid. As it passed overhead, I could see by the markings that the shuttle was space fleet. I came out of hiding and stepped into the open as I had been expecting this for a long time. I just hoped that this was truly space fleet and not another rape cruise. The shuttle settled to the ground and an Ensign stepped out. "Crap, Jones! Wrong again. There are just more of those female savages. Hey wait a minute. One of them hasn't run." He spoke very slowly in an exaggerated way and said, "Can you understand Galactic?" My response was quick which startled him. "Yes. Equally as well or better than you can." He blinked a couple of times, stood with his mouth open for a couple of seconds and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Jones! Notify Hellfire we found one possible survivor!" A muffled voice in the shuttle shouted back, "Who tied your balls in a knot?" He muttered a bit and then said, "Hellfire acknowledging. Estimated time of arrival is four minutes. Explicit orders from the Commodore - Do not talk with the survivor." The Ensign backed into the ship and yelled, "The Commodore is coming here? Damn! My day just went from bad to terrible. Do you think the Commodore is still pissed with me?" "Nah. I think he has forgotten the time you accidentally spilled your soup on him in the mess. I also believe he has forgotten the time you ran into him going to your duty station. But I don't believe he will forget the time you broke the thrusters so bad that Chief Maintenance Tech Rogers had to work on the them for four days straight to get them operational again in the Gemini Cluster." "Thanks Jones. You are a wonderful fountain of good cheer who keeps reminding me of my past mistakes." "I am afraid I am under orders to do just that. Sorry." "Yeah. I know you are sorry. You just aren't very convincing with that grin on your face." "I am coming on back. I want to see your survivor." Another head poked out. "Wow! She's cute and her outfit isn't bad either!" I thought to myself, "I am cute? I have never thought of myself as being cute." I looked at what I was wearing and realized that it just covered the few areas of modesty that I did have and revealed a lot of leg. "Shut up and get back to your position, Jones!" "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it. You want to gawk at her all by yourself." Another shuttle was heard and soon it settled next the first one. A tall gray haired man in a Commodore uniform stepped out. I had seen his picture many times at the Academy and knew that I was in front of Commodore Engles. 'The Ruler of the Rocks' as we Cadets called him. He stepped forward and spoke in a tired voice, "I assume you speak Galactic?" "Yes, Commodore Engles. I do speak Galactic, Sir." The Commodore's eyes narrowed and he turned and looked at the Ensign standing in the doorway of the other shuttle. "Ensign Charles Carter. Could you please explain to me how this person knows who I am?" The fear was plainly evident in the Ensign's eyes, but I spoke for him, "Per Space Fleet Rule, 14-9A, he did not converse with me after the order was given." The Commodore snorted once and said, "Ensign's Carter. Please give this person an emergency blanket so that she can cover herself up. Once that is done, please lift off and scan for hostiles." He came back with a blanket and handed it to me. I smiled and thanked him. I then wrapped it around my waist to form an impromptu skirt. He waited until the other shuttle had lifted off. Commodore Engles turned back to me. "How did you arrive at this planet?" "Sir! I was aboard the Esperion. We were conducting a routine scouting mission of this system when an unknown object hit the ship. Lieutenant Engles..." My voice trailed off and I was shocked at the thought that Lieutenant Engles was related to the Commodore. I looked up him and saw even though his body betrayed no emotion, but I almost could see something in his eyes deflate as the truth hit him. "He was my son. Please continue." I gulped and continued. "Lieutenant Engles and I were doing drills in the emergency bridge when the ship was hit by something. We tried to save the ship but could not stop a harmonic plasma energy explosion. He ordered the crew to the escape pods and was trying to get an emergency broadcast out when I left. When I arrived on the planet, the ship had already blown up. You son was not one of the crew that made it to the planet, sir. I am deeply sorry." "We caught the beginning of the distress call but he only got the sector name out before the transmission quit. We have been searching ever since, as this sector is quite large. What is your name and rank?" "Cadet Robert Kelly, Sir" "Cadet Robert Kelly? You are sure?" His face looked like he thought I was lying. "Yes sir." "Hold on." He activated a radio. "Engles to Hellfire. Data feed me the complete info of the crew on the Esperion starting with last initial K. Out." He looked at the data feed on his reader, selected something on the screen, raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't mind if I ask you some questions to verify this?" "I do not mind, Sir." "Your father's name was Robert Sinclair Kelly?" "Negative, Sir. My father was Reggie Kelly, Jr." "Your mother had another son beside you?" "Negative. I was the only son. There were two daughters however. Their names are Angel Ann and Meribeth Ann. Both middle names are Ann due to the family tradition of naming girls, Sir" What is your service number?" "135AV39C2, Sir" "Your sex is listed as male, but you are quite obviously female. Can you explain this?" I explained what happened from the time the crew landed on the planet to the time I was found. At various parts of it, he shook his head and had me repeat some parts over. "All the crew were slaughtered on the planet? Why?" "I have thought about this since I arrived and even asked once. The women said that most of the crew were men and considered useless. The others fought back and were killed. Since I was the only one that didn't fight back, I was spared. She repeated a phrase on several occasions. 'Suffer not men for they shall be destroyed. Young ones found must prove their worth to the group.' I remember a little bit of the Gender conflict from a history class in which some people disappeared in a colony ship. I wonder if these are the remnants from their initial colony, sir." "You are undoubtedly correct. This will seem like a strange question, but do you want to be rescued?" "Yes Sir. I have been waiting a long time for this." As I walked on board his ship, a thought occurred to me. "Have you recovered the primary data storage drive from the escape pods yet?" He was startled and stood there a couple of seconds. "We found the pods. Do you know where the drive is and is it intact?" "Yes Sir. I put it in the emergency survivor storage locker of my pod to keep it safe." "The Commodore turned on his heel and entered his shuttle. I followed behind him but stopped at the threshold. "Permission to come aboard, Sir?" "Granted. Get in. We assumed the drive was destroyed when the ship was destroyed. How did you get it?" "You son told me to remove it and take it with me in my pod." "Very smart thinking on his part. Your small size would have allowed barely enough room for it. Command Shuttle to Hellfire. We are going to initial landing site. Out. Command Shuttle to Shuttle Reprieve. Ensign Carter! If you haven't destroyed something by now, please accompany us. We will be retrieving an item from the initial landing site. Out." The journey that took me nearly two years before was over in 2 minutes. The bodies had been buried in rows a short distance from the grouping of escape pods. Luckily, the escape pods were still there. I looked in fourteen different pods until I finally found my pod and recovered the drive. On the way to the ship, I thought of something that had escaped me before. "Commodore Sir? How did you know I was on the planet?" "Easy. Twenty-seven escape pods. Twenty-six bodies. Someone was missing." "It was too obvious. I am sorry I didn't see it before, Sir." "Your mind was on other problems. When we get to the ship, you are to report to the medical lab for a full and complete physical." "Yes, Sir. Do you mind if I ask you a question, Sir?" "I don't mind. Name it." "I overheard some of the things Ensign Jones said Ensign Carter did as an accident. Why are you unhappy with him?" "Good question. He is clumsy and a little careless." The Commodore sat in silence for a little while and then continued, "I guess he reminds me a lot of myself when I was that age. I really need to go easier on him." He activated the radio. "Command Shuttle to Shuttle Reprieve. Ensign Jones! The previous order I gave you regarding reminding Ensign Carter of his numerous mistakes is retracted. Out." I smiled as I knew Ensign Carter would be celebrating a little. - * - * - * - After we arrived on Hellfire, Ensign Carter escorted me to the medical lab. There they conducted more tests than I can count. I gave saliva samples, tears from my eyes as a sample, hair samples, skin samples, blood samples, urine samples and stool samples. I was finger printed on both hands, had prints of my feet taken, and retinal scans of both my eyes. I was given a full gynecological exam, a full psychological exam along with a full biometrics scan. After long hours of tests, I was sitting on the exam table wearing disposable medical scrubs when the Captain, Commodore, and the Doctor walked in. The doctor nodded at me and began, "You have presented me with quite a problem. Every different type of DNA and test that I can think of running indicates you are Cadet Robert Kelly. However, your body is profoundly female. A deep scan indicates that you have been expertly operated on. We have found minute resonances with your cells that we have never seen before and would guess your genitals, some tissue of your breasts and derriere as well as some locations on your face has been made by a machine - a technology that is unknown to us. Various scans indicate that you are completing puberty as a female and will soon become a woman. You are fertile and can conceive. Your reactions and skeletal structure matches the norms for a female. You probably won't be happy when I say this, but you are female in every way but your DNA." I knew the answer but had to ask the question, "Can the process be reversed?" "Yes it could, but there are some aspects that can't be corrected. You will always be short as a male and will still appear extremely feminine. Your genitals cannot be reproduced and you will be sterile. The process would be very dangerous, as your body is becoming dependent on the estrogen in your blood." "I thought so. Otherwise my health is....?" I let the question dangle hoping for a good answer. "Excellent. After you reported you were forced to eat some leaves from a vine, we analyzed the various plants and found that almost every plant on the planet contains phyto-estrogens in varying proportions. This is what initiated your transformation and the surgery completed it. There are some readings that do not match your previous psyche profile but that is to be expected after two years. Do you want continue to be a woman?" "Yes. I am fairly used to it by now." "We will get the paperwork changed. No one of the crew is aware of your situation other than us. Do you have a name picked out yet?" "No. I need to think on that." The Captain stepped forward. "I am Captain Berdsly. We conducted various sensor sweeps and found that ship. It was a hospital ship that was converted to the Gender Conflicts purposes. We found several technologies on board that were lost during the breakdown wars. Those technologies will be reproduced once they are fully understood. Its data banks have been downloaded but I have been informed that some of them are corrupted." I muttered under my breath, "Tell me about it." The Doctor spoke up. "We also found the Eshebar cave you had mentioned to us. We analyzed the various chemicals that would have been injected into you. Some of the chemicals cause bone growth such as what was injected into your legs to slightly increase the length and in your hips to make them grow wider. Others were used to stop bone growth such as was used on your feet. The stuff that was injected into your colon contained a cocktail of estrogens, progesterones, and other feminizing compounds. These compounds were water-soluble and would be circulated in your blood stream to hasten your conversion to being a female. In addition, we believe that some long acting feminizing compounds in a solid form was inserted into your muscles of your bottom. By this time, they had been completely absorbed." The Doctor paused for second to find a piece of data. "The bracelet was a bio monitoring band keyed to monitor the amount of feminizing compounds in your blood. As the level of those compounds increased, the stone's glow would change from blue to pink. The bands wrapped around your ankles would cause slight bone growth over time lengthening your leg bones as well as providing your body with a steady source of estrogen. The studs that were placed in your ear lobes contained a program that would encourage you to like the changes that were happening to your body." "What about the chemicals you found on the ship?" "The ones that were pumped into your stomach contained many compounds that would be almost instantly absorbed through the stomach wall causing an increased sexual response to whatever stimulus was being used. Mixed in with that was more feminizing compounds, as well as a knockout drug. We believe you were put under an anesthesia at one point. Your face shows micro surgical scars indicating that your skull structure and facial substructure was sculpted to produce a very beautiful face. We also believe additional programs were pumped into your brain to force you to be very feminine in appearance when walking and when talking. After that surgery was completed, you were woken up which is why you don't remember it." Captain Berdsly asked me to retell my story and I was interrupted many times with questions about a particular item. I told the Captain and the Commodore about the rape cruise, the ship's registry number and the owner's name. Both of them indicated that the ship and owner would be seized. "Did you ever find the valley of the children?" "No. We are not even sure where to go looking. We will continue to run scouting missions and hope we can find it." Finally I was done and they had no more questions to ask. The Captain said, "I am sorry that we can't offer you a suite, but we do have a few spare quarters that you can stay in while you journey with us back to Command Prime." "General crew quarters are great. I am tired from the exams and the questions. Is it possible if I go to my quarters and rest for a while?" "You have free run of the ship." He strode to a communication console and turned to the Commodore. "Which ensign do you want to show her to her room?" I spoke up. "Ensign Carter. If that is alright." The captain's eyes rose and turned to back to the console. "Ensign Carter - Report to Medical Lab 1." I was glad it was Ensign Carter as he was the first space fleet person I have met since I arrived on the planet. A couple of minutes later, Ensign Carter came in. The Commodore said, "Please assign a crew's quarters to Cadet Kelly. Captain Berdsly. May I borrow Ensign Carter for a while after he finishes this assignment?" "Certainly. Ensign Carter! Upon completion of your present assignment, you are to report to the Commodores ready room." The look on Ensign Carter's face spoke volumes of 'What did I screw up now?' and 'Say goodbye to my career." I couldn't help but smile. _____________________________________________________________________ As she left, the Commodore, the Captain, and the Doctor looked at each other. The Commodore looked and sounded tired. "We know she is physically fit. What about the emotional side?" "I cannot give you specifics as that is covered in the patient confidentiality clause. However, I can state that she has endured hardships and depravities that would have given any one of us deep psychoses that would have required years of therapy. She on the other hand has weathered these with very little change to her psyche, which is quite remarkable. "However, she is carrying around a capital ship full of pain and grief regarding the changes that she was forced to endure that hasn't found a way to be expressed yet. Another item compounding this is she has never grieved for her shipmates who were killed. She was forced to bury it and deal with the day to day stresses of learning to survive. The question on everyone's mind 'Is she a walking time bomb?'" The Commodore gave a heavy sigh. "Is she?" The Doctor also sighed and shook his head. "The indoctrination that she was put through has helped her far more than we could have in the same situation. She realizes she has been brainwashed but it is astonishing of how little of it really took. Her spirit is indomitable and if she hasn't broken during this, she never will. Getting back to the indoctrination, she has been taught on a deep level that whatever men do to women, it is not the fault of the woman. That has weathered her through the rape cruise incident well. During the psychological profile, I put her under a light trance to find out particulars about her indoctrination and what was don