Dawn's Tale Chapter 2:
I awoke with a start on my stomach in a brightly lit white room, and with alarm
looked around. It didn't look like a room at the hospital- the walls were made
of some slick white plastic like material and everything looked very futuristic.
There were three beds beside the one I was lying on. One was close, right next
to mine and parallel to it; The other two were on the opposite side of the room,
lined up with mine and the other one. A wall with some sort of sliding door in
the middle ran parallel to the side of my bed. The wall opposite that was
covered with LCD electronic panels separated by sliding cabinets. I could see
square black panels behind each of the beds on the other side. The whole room
was barely big enough to hold the beds and a comfortable walking space all
around them. I couldn't turn my head to see the wall behind me.
As the shock of waking up suddenly in an unfamiliar room dimmed, I got terrified
even more as I realized I was nude, lying face down and totally exposed on the
bed with no covers over me. The top of the bed was made of some kind of moist
synthetic material. Like I said, I was lying on my stomach, hands down at my
side, and my chin resting on sort of a pillow molded into the bed with my head
almost reaching over the end facing towards the center of the room. A thousand
emotions ran through my head; I felt scared, frightened, embarrassed,
humiliated, and most of all exposed. What horrible things were they do to me? I
didn't know and I was afraid to find out. My emotions coursed through my brain
faster as I realized the molded surface of the bed held me in position and
prevented me from turning over.
It was molded exactly to the curves of my body, forcing me into a natural
relaxed position sunk down into the bed a bit. My head was forced upward to a
slight angle from my neck, not too steep to be uncomfortable. Lying down I could
easily see the room in front of myself. My arms were along my side, it was hard
to pull them up under my chest or above my head. The bed forced my legs to bend
naturally at my knees and kept my legs a foot or so apart; my feet were pointed
downward and back towards the wall behind me, fitting into sort of pockets in
the bed. I found I could push with my feet against the back of the pockets to
arch my back and raise my head or get my hands up, but not without effort.
I was most conscious of the position it forced my body into. The bed was curved
to my natural posture, and supported my back at a slight concave curve with my
shoulders and pelvis higher than my tummy. It raised my pelvis up a bit more
than my upper body, so my butt was arched slightly up into the air; I could feel
air on my bare pussy. I trembled as I realized my constrained position. Terror
rushed through my mind as I realized the black areas on the walls might be one
way windows. If the black areas across the room were windows, there must be ones
behind me too.
I became more and more frantic; I didn't where I was or who brought me here.
The horror of it all began to sink in as the seconds, which seemed like hours,
ticked by. I got more and more scared, I wanted to get up and find a robe or a
sheet, anything. I wanted to hide, run anywhere but here.
I had never been comfortable with my nudity, even in private let alone a place
where a stranger could walk in; shame raced through me. I struggled frantically,
trying to get out of the bed. It seemed to resist my efforts, and it became
harder and harder to fight. This only made my emotions rage even more; sweat
poured from my body, and I shivered, as I was suddenly cold. I didn't notice
the bed get moister or the smell coming from my chin rest. With sudden clarity I
realized the room had been at a perfect temperature for my nudity. Suddenly, in
the midst of my struggles, I started to feel too tired to be alarmed. I sank
back into the bed, and hovered back and forth from a drowsy state, forgetting my
fright, at least for a while.
As I lay there, slipping in and out of consciousness, I started to calm. During
my clear moments, I began to notice details about the room and myself I had
missed before. Like I said the bed was moist, but not uncomfortable to my skin.
Where it touched me, my skin was moist and slick, but after my sweat glands
calmed down, I wasn't cold anymore. The temperature was perfect for my comfort.
From arching upwards during my struggles, I noticed it seemed cooler away from
my bed. The other beds were empty, and their blue tops were smooth and flat, but
made of the same material as mine. I noticed small panels on the sides and
recessed open areas near the head of each bed.
I tried to stretch and look below and behind my bed, but I didn't have the
energy. I could only look ahead or to my sides. Suddenly I realized, the pain in
my side was gone! As I groggily lay there, it occurred to me that it hadn't even
hurt when I put up such a fight. I continued to lie there, and after satisfying
myself about my apparent surroundings, I let myself relax again. I napped for a
while, halfway waking several times. Still no one entered and I began to wonder.
I napped for several hours I guess, I'm not sure.
Finally, I heard the door swish beside me. I jerked with alarm again, and
started struggling again. Someone was coming! And I didn't want them to see me
naked! I saw a nurse, a tall Eridani female, come through the door, whispering
calming things to me - kind of what a mother would say to a young daughter. She
came to a stop beside the bed and hung a flat hand held computer on the side of
the bed. Still whispering to me and calling me her "little pet" , she reached
out her hand towards me. She stroked my back, starting at the base of my spine
almost at the crack of my ass, and up to my neck and on to the top of my head. I
jerked at the sudden sensation of her hand on my bare body then relaxed as I got
used to it. She repeated this motion, sensually rubbing my back as she went, and
despite myself I began to calm but remained apprehensive and puzzled about her
words.
Finding my voice I began asking questions:
"Where am I?"
"On board a Eridani Starship."
"Where are my clothes? Please get me something to wear!"
"They took them away at the Hospital. You won't need them here. Are you cold? I
can raise the temperature if you like."
"No, I'm comfortable.", I had to admit as she continued to stroke my back while
her words soothed me-- "You don't have to me ashamed, there's nothing wrong
with your body." Her words puzzled me, but her voice was somehow calming so I
settled back down. She said "Just relax and let us take care of you; you've
been very sick. I'll explain everything when you're ready.", then would say no
more.
As my tensions eased some, she stopped and reached for the clipboard again. I
realized I liked her rubbing, and wanted her to continue. Despite myself, I
arched my back higher, exposing my pussy, now as moist as my belly from the bed,
to the cool air. My body seemed to act on its own, and my mind was forced to go
along. As she touched the clipboards surface, she told me everything was going
to be OK. Putting the clipboard away again, she pulled a white pill from a pouch
at her side. She brought it to my mouth with one hand while gently grabbing the
back of my head with the other. Telling me it would help me get better, she
ordered me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue.
The hand rubbing the back of my head made me feel good again, and I arched
upward, tilting my head up and my tongue out. She smoothly pushed the pill to
the back of my throat, closed my mouth and massaged from my throat to my chin as
I swallowed. Her hand reached under the front of the bed, returning with a clear
glass of water, and brought it to my lips. I drank as she massaged the underside
of my neck, hoping that she wouldn't tilt the glass too fast. I seemed to feel
better even as the pill barely hit my stomach, and lay prone again. I didn't
know why, but I felt calm and relaxed no matter what might happen next.
She moved her hand to my back again, and continued stroking, not going so low
this time, for a few more minutes, still telling me I was in good hands and that
everything was going to be OK. I still felt exposed, but yet tingled all over.
The butterflies in my stomach seemed gone, and she walked over to the wall
opposite the door to a console on my side of the room. She stood at the console
ten or fifteen minutes, her fingers flying over a touch sensitive keypad. She
kept glancing over her shoulder at me every few minutes or so, and I just lay
there, still apprehensive, with my head sideways against the molded side of the
headrest so I could watch as she worked.
In not too long of a time, she stopped and slid open a cabinet. Removing a tall
opaque bottle, she came back to the front corner of my bed. She reached for the
panel, and I got scared again as the bed moved. She reached out and stroked me
as it remolded itself, raising me slightly into sort of a low hands and knees
position. Telling me to relax, she poured part of the bottle into her hand and
set it down on the edge of the bed. Rubbing her hands together, she started
massaging me again, starting with my upper back, going down the back of my arms,
down to my legs and feet, and then down my back again, ending by massaging my
ass and pussy. I really jumped then, but she paid me no mind, and I settled down
as she continued this, pouring out more of the liquid onto me, making me shiver,
until I glistened all over.
I felt strange, I still felt self-conscious about resting nude on my stomach,
hands and knees while she stood there in her jumpsuit, walking around the bed to
massage me all over. I did not understand the feelings coming from my body. My
pussy tingled with arousal and wetness; my whole body felt stimulated and hot,
not quite like a sexual heat, instead like this was how I was supposed to feel
all the time. Her behavior towards me was confusing too; I knew I was in some
sort of hospital, but she literally did everything for me. In a hospital, they
work on getting you to where you can do things for yourself, but instead she
seemed to want me to just lie there.
After too little time she said enough for my backside and hit the panel again.
The bed flattened and I lay there flushed. She nudged me, and rolled me over
onto my back. Already I'd become used to being on my stomach, lying on my back
didn't feel right anymore. I blushed again, feeling more exposed on my back. The
bed adjusted to me again, and she started on my front, doing my arms and legs
then my torso. As she got near my pussy, she kind of pulled at my pubic hair and
seemed to shake her head; I just arched my back in an unabashed orgasm as she
thoroughly massaged some of the liquid into my pussy and asshole, pushing firmly
into me.
She finished and the bed returned to its old position. I rolled over with it
without any prompting; she smiled as I looked up. In my sated condition as I
laid there like a snake with my arms down at my side and my head propped up on
the cushion, I felt this was how I should lie from now on. She rubbed my back
again and I raised my ass in pleasure. She quickly stroked my pussy once, then
left the room. I got hot from her touch but calmed a bit with no more
stimulation. It seemed right to stay aroused and ready all the time for some
reason. Still, I was confused, as I lay there panting, I knew I should be
mortified; not turned on as hell.
In just a few minutes she returned with a male Eridani. I felt the same rush,
alarm and embarrassment as when the nurse came in but it went away quicker
despite that no male since my dad had seen me completely naked. They seemed to
ignored my nakedness, I started to question what's wrong with nudity anyway? I
guessed he was a doctor, he looked at my chart, raised me up and felt my chest
and heart, massaged my breasts, then felt my forehead. He asked me to open wide
and stick out my tongue, and looked down my throat and into my eyes; the usual
things doctors do. He pinched me, felt my pussy, then pushed slick fingers into
my ass and pussy. I really arched then, but he rubbed my back with his other
hand, and I relaxed.
Pulling his fingers out of me he wiped his hands and turned to talk to the
nurse. He left and she pulled a oval dish full of a mushy stew like food from
beneath the bed. She pulled a tray out from under the head of the bed and pulled
it up towards my face and set the food on it. Petting my head she left the room.
I looked at the food, realizing I could reach it easily. Seeing no spoon or
fork, I stared at it wondering how I was supposed to eat.
She came back in after a while and asked what was wrong while rubbing my hair:
"was it too cold? too hot? was I not hungry?" She put her finger in the food and
tasted it. She took the bowl away, then put it back, rubbing me again. I could
only conclude that they expected me to eat without utensils, and reached forward
with my head, pulling up my arms so I could use my fingers. She patted my head
again and left. Soon my arms were tired and I had to move them back down to my
sides. I continued eating with just my mouth, licking the bowl like a cat. It
was shallow and it felt natural to lick and chew with my mouth only-- I just had
to keep reaching up to move my long brown hair aside. Licking my lips as I lay
back, I decided table manners were overrated. I saw a tube beside the dish
coming up from below my bed, I sucked it, tasting cool water, until my stomach
felt about to pop and my thirst was gone. I lay my head back down again and
slept. I can't remember what I dreamed of.
I awoke again, calmly this time just before the door opened. Almost before it
slid aside, I smelt perfume. Without looking, I knew it was my nurse. After
rubbing me hello, she reached under me and felt and massaged my lower stomach.
She asked if I was full and needed to pee. As I nodded my head, she said go
ahead and pee, the bed would catch it. I shook my head, nudity was one thing; if
I was now in Eridani society and nudity was expected, maybe I could adjust.
Peeing on a bed in front of someone was quite another. She just reached under my
front, found my clit and starting rubbing then squeezed it slightly. With
arousal and a red face, I let it flow uncontrollably, I guess I was really full.
When I was done, I saw the bed had molded itself so that my spray had been
absorbed, leaving no extra wetness.
She stated that my bowels needed emptying also, as if I didn't have a say in the
matter. Reaching between my legs she pulled up a nozzle. After rubbing her
fingers in my pussy, she got the tube slick and placed it against my ass hole. I
still reacted even though looking backwards it looked smaller that the doctor's
finger. She stroked me as I was plugged up; it seems she could get me to do
anything by petting my sensitive back. Suddenly I felt my anus stretch--somehow
it expanded inside me. I felt the water start to flow up me, somehow the exact
temperature of my hot body, and sweat came out of my pores. It continued until I
thought it would come out my nose, and she raised me up off the bed onto my
hands and knees. She kneaded my stomach and breasts, knowing just where to
massage to ease the cramps.
As the water stopped, I gasped with arousal and felt so full I thought I'd
burst. Nurse continued to massage, murmuring "Its OK to cum, cum for me Dawn,
its only natural". I felt my most intense orgasm ever start to come on as the
water began to drain from me back through that same tube. With the pressure of
the enema being relieved, I couldn't help but climax. I'm sure the humiliation
of my new experiences was part of it. I emptied out more completely than ever
before, and it started again before I could recover from the first filling. Two
more cycles later I was flushed and weak as I started my third uncontrollable
orgasm in a row.
Suddenly the door rushed open and another nurse came in, asking "Is this our new
patient that needs a trim?" I blushed lobster red at the thought of the door
opening and yet another stranger seeing me stuffed and nude in the middle of an
orgasm. She paid me no heed, and I couldn't very well stop no matter how
embarrassed I was. After I drained again, my nurse pulled out the nozzle, and I
flopped back down, open and yielding, my pussy now seemingly wet permanently.
Before I could catch my breath, the second nurse said, "OK, turn her over... Yes
all that hair has to go". After they rolled me over onto my back, I looked down
at my pussy, my pubic hair was matted and wet. From a cart she'd brought with
her, she got another bottle and pouring another lotion into her hands. Handing
it to my first nurse, they massaged it all over my front from my face to my
toes. I got even hotter and flushed, my body tingling as both of them worked me
over. They ignored me; one of them would lightly slap my pussy every so often to
put me down. They never said a word as they worked, but I learned to stay
aroused, and only come when allowed.
They both pulled nozzles out from under the bed and rinsed me, leaving me soaked
from head to foot and smooth as the day I was born. The bed just absorbed the
excess water. They turned me over, keeping the table flat. They massaged more of
the lotion into my back and neck, loosing me up more than I had ever been
before. One of them then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back in line
with my spine. I just wiggled a bit, looking straight across the room as they
did the backs of my arms, legs and my back and ass. They even rubbed it between
my ass cheeks, around my ass hole and that area between my ass and pussy. I was
getting used to their touches.
As they rinsed my back, I really started wiggling, I was enjoying this now.
Seeing my pleasure, they started playing with me, spraying me like kids used to
do to each other at car washes. Every once in a while they'd stick a nozzle in
my mouth, I'd always eagerly suck the water down with no problem. I felt like
I'd found a racial memory mankind had foolishly thrown away. I definitely wasn't
in any normal hospital, I felt more like someone's dog in a washtub in the
backyard. I don't know what part of that visual image turned me on more: the
idea of being a pet owned by someone or the fantasy of being an animal dependent
on others for basic needs without a care in the world.
When they stopped I wasn't ready, and sat up on my hands and knees, pouting like
a puppy as they left me to dry naturally in the warm air. Crouching on hands and
knees seemed as natural as the prone position, my head comfortably bent back.
Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming need to pee, and crouching a bit, let a rushing
stream go. I felt a sudden thrill as I unselfconsciously peed openly in front of
them both. They looked at me with surprise, and one of them teasingly spanked me
hard on the ass, telling me "We just cleaned you!" The spank felt good and I
just squeezed my muscles and raised a leg as I shook the last drops off.
They pushed me back down onto the bed, and left my head and my wet hair hanging
off the edge. The second nurse got combs, brushes, and cutters and started
styling my brown hair. I cried out in shock as she started cutting large chunks
off. Crying desperately, I struggled more than I ever done before. My nurse
started yelling "Hold Still! This won't take long!" As they quickly held me
down, parts of the bed rose up and flowed around me- straps held my feet and
hands against the bed, others parts molded themselves around my waist, and
another circled my neck and held my head securely out over the end of the bed. I
couldn't move my head in any direction, and I struggled uselessly against my
bonds.
Realizing she was quickly cutting my hair short, I sobbed frantically. My first
nurse, who I'd come to trust moved beside me, as the other one continued. I felt
her move her hand between my legs to just below my pussy. With one smooth
motion, she stroked me from my slick and smooth pubis, up along my lips, and on
up to above my asshole. Never leaving my skin, she moved her hand back down to
my pubis. She repeated this motion, rubbing me firmly each time. After the third
or so trip, she started massaging into my asshole and slit as her hand traveled
back and forth. All the shame and humiliation of my whole ordeal welled up
inside and overflowed as I cried softly, my tears falling with my hair. I shook
and twisted, crying openly, as I came continuously while the nurse styled my
hair into a short pageboy style like that actress who played Lois Lane.
As my head hung over the edge, the nurse finished up, massaging some sort of
mouse into my hair. As my struggling slowed, the restraints receded into the
table. My mistress, at least that's how I thought of her now, continued
masturbating me, only not as intensely. Free of the restraints and my distress
forgotten, with my arms I raised my head and shoulders up, proudly showing my
tits to my hairdresser, and pushing my stomach down onto the flat bed, arching
my ass against Mistress's hand. Reaching for my hairdresser's stomach with my
mouth, I came animalistically as they worked me at both ends.
As my heartbeat slowed, one of them reached between my asscheeks, cupping my
pussy, and jabbed her thumb into my asshole and curled her fingers firmly
against my mound and clit. I yelped as she swiftly pulled me up onto my hands
and knees. She pushed and prodded me until I arched my back and raised my head
like Lassie. My breasts hanging heavy below my body, I was shifted closer to the
side, facing my first mistress. She had another pill in her hand and moved it to
my mouth. This time I didn't cooperate. I kept my mouth pinched tightly closed
as she tried to push it in. My other new mistress suddenly slapped my right
haunch. I shook my head and wiggled from side to side as the sting sent a new
thrill up my spine. She spanked me again, harder, and this time I opened.
As I opened my mouth, Mistress inserted her fingers into my mouth, pushing the
pill deep into my throat. Simultaneously, my pussy and ass were squeezed,
causing me to open up even wider. Mistress closed my mouth and I swallowed. She
produced a bottle of liquid and upended it in my mouth. I was pleased to swallow
it all. The nurse behind me pulled her hand out of me, and they left me
breathless on the bed.
They came back with the same white lotion my first nurse had massaged me with.
They squirted it into their hands, and began massaging me again. They massaged
quickly and professionally this time, one starting with my head and the other my
feet, meeting at my middle. They got both my top and bottom with the same pass
this time. I wanted them to play with me, but they ignored me, making several
quick passes. Since they wouldn't play, I had to patiently kneel, beaming like a
happy collie. They squirted more lotion onto me, stroking me until I was slick
and gleaming like some scaleless fish.
It was over before I was ready and I was pushed back prone onto the bed. It
reformed around me as Mistress placed another bowl of food in front of me. I
realized I was famished; I hungrily licked and chewed, using my hands never
occurred to me. My hairdresser left before I realized; my new haircut didn't
seem so bad now. My hair didn't get in the way as I messily rooted my nose in
the bowl. Mistress stroked my head as I eagerly licked every corner of the bowl.
As I finished and looked up at her while licking my lips, she reached out and
wiped a bit I'd missed from the corner of my mouth. Quickly, before she could
move her hand, I reached out and licked all traces of it off her finger, sucking
on her fingers 'til I was sure I'd got it all. She smiled, and turned to leave.
Pausing at the door, she turned and said "You need to get some Sun." She touched
a panel next to the door, and more lights came on above me. I quickly warmed
from the heat of the lamps. I stretched and twisted to work my tension out.
Lying full length along the bed, and reveling in my nudity, I reached my arms up
past my head and over the end. The bed let me move my body and I felt it remold
itself and stretch me as far as I'd go. It forced my throat and head up in line
with my spine again, and I looked at nothing across the room. I let my mind go
blank, I'd never sunbathed much, this felt good and I wished I was outside under
a real sun, although I felt nervous about the idea of going outdoors nude.
Hours passed. Lying sweaty, I had time to reflect. I didn't know how long I'd
been here, but it couldn't have been longer than several days depending on how
long I'd been out after my appendicitis. I still didn't know what they wanted
with me, but I decided they must be grooming me for something. Anyway, I no
longer felt afraid, I was calm and fully relaxed. I always had trouble with work
- I just didn't fit in, I wasn't always real bright and I never handled stress
well. I didn't really understand it yet, but I felt confident that I would be
taken care of here. Somehow, as I lay nude under the lamps, I felt comfortable
and better than ever.
As I thought my situation over, I realized how quickly I had settled into the
role of a prized pet. I had merely acted the role expected of me. They seemed to
want me kept nude and animallike. Once I'd have protested greatly over my
treatment. Now I simply waited for them to ask me to do tricks, eager for the
treat I knew would come.
As I lay there on the bed, I knew I must be on a starship. I could feel its
vibrations up through the bed and into my breasts and body. I don't think I
would have been able to feel it a few days ago, but I seemed to be more
sensitive now. I seemed to remember my mistresses by smell, both of them had
distinct odors. I could tell them apart even before they came into the room. I
know I didn't have smell like that before.
Just then the bed shifted and shaked. Without thinking, I rolled over onto my
back returning my arms to my sides. The bed molded to me again, and I ran a hand
across my pussy. My genitalia smelled different then I remembered from before,
more musky and less strong. I decided my body smelt good to me as I brought my
moist hand up to my mouth and licked it. My front had lost some of its slickness
from rubbing against the bed, and I had an idea. I brought both hands down to my
slit and dipped in. I rubbed my honey over my tight stomach and up over my
breasts. I continued rubbing myself, mixing my juices with the sweat pouring
under the hot lights. Coated and slick, my skin didn't feel dirty or sweaty; my
juices smelt sweet and good with just a hint of a musky odor.
I lay there for hours, running my hands across myself ever so often, just to
keep the tension up. The lamps got me even hotter and my sweat continued to
pour. I smelled of sex, and it just got me more aroused as I lay there open and
exposed. Soon I felt the need to pee again, after all the nurses had just about
pumped me completely full of water. It felt good to just let go and have the bed
soak it up. I grew curious and wiped a drop clinging to my leg. Bringing my hand
to my nose, the smell didn't turn me off. Experimenting, I put my hand under my
slit and squeezed out a remaining bit. It wasn't overpowering either; putting my
hand in my mouth, it tasted like pee all right but the taste didn't bother me.
My sense of smell seemed very sharp, yet smells I would have considered bad
before seemed to be just other smells now.
I was wondering if I had had enough sun, when I realized the door was about to
open. I tensed, curious who'd come through. Out of new habit, I rolled back over
onto my stomach, letting the bed hold my head and ass high. My muscles and spine
seemed looser and more relaxed than before. Like my sense of smell, I guessed it
must have been the medicines. I felt good stretched out on the bed, my neck was
always long, and it felt good to hold my head up so I could watch more of the
room.
I heard the door swoosh, and panicked again when I smelt someone new coming in
with Mistress! A human! I calmed a bit and laid back down when I realized
whoever was coming was as naked as me. She came in, steered by Mistress's hand
on her ass. She was a bit shorter than me, with a long lithe torso. Her skin was
bronzed golden and glistened like mine. Likewise, she was hairless except for
her short mousy blonde hair. Her pussy lips were full, open, and droopy; her
clit was very prominent, and she was obviously aroused. Behind them, I could see
and smell others walking by the door. I wondered if I was being silly about
being seen as I realized she'd just been paraded around nude in front of all
those people and showed no embarrassment whatsoever.
Mistress left her standing in the middle of the room and came over to me after
turning the lights back down to normal. Looking up at her, I noticed some sort
of patch over her voice box I hadn't noticed before. I think it had something to
do with why I could understand her and why her voice didn't quite match the
movements of her mouth. She said "Time for a pill again" as she reached out a
hand to my mouth. She didn't pet me as she put the pill down my throat so I
licked her hand lovingly. I wanted to be petted and stroked.
As Mistress held her hand still for me to lick, she laughed at my earlier panic.
She told me "You'd better get used to being seen, sooner or later all 500 people
on this ship will see your body." I blushed at this comment as Mistress reached
her other hand behind me, pushed her thumb into my ass and cupped my puss. She
pulled me up and set me down off the bed. With her thumb in me, I stood as
upright as I could, stretched to my tiptoes. As she stroked my back with her
other hand, she whispered in my ear, "You will never wear clothes again...all
good little pets are kept nude." Glancing up at her, I saw her grin as she
spoke.
Pulling her hand out and letting me down onto my feet, she led me over to the
middle of the room and introduced me to Tina with her hand firmly on my ass
cheek. Tina said "Hi Dawn" and smiled as she reached out with a finger and
scooped a dollop of my pussy cream and brought it to her mouth to taste.
Mistress just smiled and bent me 90 degrees and guided me between Tina's legs.
Instinctively I went for her slit, sniffing and tonguing her hello as Mistress
told Tina how I'd adjusted better than any of the subjects so far, even better
than Tina. Thoughts flooded my mind as I licked; I hadn't thought about licking,
my tongue just came out on its own. Once I'd have never done this, but Mistress
had reached her hand down and was pumping her thumb into me again. I flexed my
torso in time to her rhythm, and could not seem to control my body during my
arousal. As my tongue continued licking-- getting her off, I couldn't remember
what was so taboo about licking another pussy anyway?
I jumped abruptly and Mistress pulled me back up when two new nurses came in
announcing they had some new medicines for us to take. I blushed but stood up
straight, breasts out like I was displayed on a pedestal, as Mistress pumped her
thumb in and out of my ass while stroking my pussy with her fingers. One of the
nurses went behind Tina and took control of her. The other one poured a white
liquid down our throats as both our heads were pulled back. My mistress must
have been in charge of the others because she ordered them to place Tina up on
the other examination bed before the Doctor came back.
Running her hand up my rump then clamping it firmly to my lower back, Mistress
pointed me towards the door and said "Come on, we need to run a few tests on
you-- it's time you get over this silly embarrassment anyway". Just before we
left, I looked back and saw how I must have looked on my bed. They had Tina
spread out prone with her big breasts out in front and her head up high. One of
them had a hand on Tina's pussy while the other feed some pills to her. I saw
Tina submissively licking the nurse's fingers before Mistress forced me out the
door.
I walked out into my new world nude, hairless, glistening, and open for all to
see. Mistress's hand gave me no choice, she nudged me in the directions she
wanted me to go, twisting her strong hand to force me to turn whichever
direction she wanted. As we walked down the halls, I sort of strutted, breasts
up and out as I still felt the memory of her hand rhythmically pulling and
prodding my pussy and ass hole. I found myself walking on the balls of my feet,
like a young child trying to keep up with her older sister. Before we exited the
room, she slapped my ass with the other hand and said "If you need to pee, hold
it! Don't go in the floor." I thought that was a silly statement, then concluded
that otherwise I might have forgotten in my nervousness. As the door opened and
I walked out into the corridor, I felt more shame; mostly from the unknown-- I
had no idea what to expect.
I blushed each time someone passed. I couldn't help but notice they all stared
at me just like the Eridani's had back on Earth. As I was walked down the hall,
the stares were the last straw; the humiliation overflowed again and I openly
sobbed as we walked. Mistress seemed to be concerned and said "Don't cry -
You're beautiful. You should be proud and display yourself. All those people
stare because they're fascinated by you and like looking at your beautiful
body." After going around a corner, she walked me over to a window:
"I want to show you something. "We're just leaving your home system. We're going
slow, our
scientists need to survey some things out here. Right now we're less than a
light year from
Earth. Somewhere along this path, 130,000 years ago, one of our ships had an
accident near
here."
She didn't say exactly what happened to the ship; I don't think anyone ever
knew. She pointed to a group of slow moving stars off to my left, tracing a path
where the ship had traveled. It had been enroute to another star at a different
angle away from the Eridani home planet, and had gone off course after an
unexpected failure. The crew had all been in sleep chambers since the ship
didn't have a faster than light drive, and the computer apparently failed to
wake them until they got close to Earth.
"It barely made it to your planet, and in the days of slower than light travel,
help never came. Besides its crew, it was carrying a species we had engineered
for a water world - 76% water and an average temp of 65 degrees. For comparison,
Earth is now 70% water and has a mean temperature of 57 degrees. That doesn't
seem like much, but it means the world was at room temperature much of the year.
The ship's cargo was going to be used to colonize and develop that world. They
didn't need clothes because they were engineered perfectly for their wet
environment. Clothes are just a silly hang-up of humans anyway, when off duty in
my quarters I rarely wear them. When the ship crashed, Earth was between ice
ages and had more water surface area and a higher temp then now. The pilots
thought it was OK. You humans evolved from the ones who survived the ice age;
unfortunately the ship's crew could not survive without certain nutritional
elements not in Earth's environment."
Much of this went over my head, but I understood that mutations occurred that
made humans what we are today, and that my genes were very close to those of the
original species. They were giving me medicines and treatments to bring out all
the original genes. She said I didn't need clothes because soon they'd be
uncomfortable against my skin as it started naturally secreting lubrications,
meant to help on waterworlds and protect from the sun. After hearing this I
thought no, it was because I was her prize show dog, and what good is a show dog
if you don't show him off. I tingled at the thought of me on a catwalk being led
nude on a leash. As I pondered my situation and watched the stars out the
window, they started moving faster, then suddenly blurred into lines.
We then walked back towards the middle of the ship. I had stopped crying, and no
longer blushed whenever someone walked by. Mistress massaged my ass firmly now
in time to her strides. I had no choice but to sensually glide along to her
rhythm, letting her hand guide me like a leash. My nipples had gotten hard and
swollen, people started tweaking them or petting my pussy as they passed. I held
my head up, and stuck out my breasts as I walked. Despite myself, my juices
poured out of my pussy, and ran down my legs. When my arms weren't hanging
passively by my sides, I let my fingers run through my sex, rubbing my juices
all over myself, wherever I could reach - up over my stomach, across my swollen
breasts, on my arms. Mistress smiled at me reassuringly, saying "Yes, Let
everyone see how turned on you are, how hot you are to be walked." I found that
walking naked in public was like jumping into a pool - once you're in the water,
it doesn't seem near as cold as you thought it'd be.
We came to what I guess was a nurse's station - a open area where four
corridors met. An enclosed desk area sat in the middle, counters facing each one
of the corridors. People were everywhere here, at least six or eight nurses were
at the station, some behind it and others standing nearby talking to the nurses
behind the counter. Other crewmembers walked by from every direction, I was so
overwhelmed by all the people, I never really noticed most of them or their
uniforms. My full attention was on the nurses at the station.
As we closed, I still strutted, my back arched, breasts out, and ass firmly
pushed back and up against Mistress's guiding hand. I decided it seemed to be
the way to walk from now on, as I felt gentle air currents blow against my skin.
Almost there, Mistress said "Come, I want you to meet the other nurses." I
blushed deep this time, I'd never meet the nurses, not really even Mistress,
they'd just treated me like a family pet, to be washed and groomed, and had
barely acknowledged my presence. It felt humiliating again to be formally
introduced to them while they wore clothes I would never feel against my skin
again.
Mistress calmed me, giving me a strong pull. "It's OK, everyone likes seeing you
aroused, it means we did our job conditioning you to your new role." She
introduced me, telling me their names. They didn't shake my hand or kiss me;
they rubbed my pussy, breasts, or under my chin, approvingly. Mistress tilted me
a bit as each held out a hand. I didn't know what to do with my limp arms, so I
crossed them behind me as I lovingly kissed and licked each hand. I felt even
more naked, as Mistress pulled her hand from me, and left me standing in the
middle of the hall, empty and open. Still I couldn't help but twitch as the
sensation from her hand lingered.
Mistress told me "Wait here a minute, I've got some business to take care off."
It felt different to stand here alone, while Mistress talked to the others. As I
stood alone, I could feel the ships vibrations through the soles of my bare
feet. Before, on our walk, I could only go where she wished. Now, I could take
off running if I wished, but where would I have gone? I didn't even know where
to find something to put on. I let out a sigh and resigned myself my fate, I
folded my arms across my back again, letting my hands rest on the small of my
back, just above my ass. I realized they could see all of me, even my spasming
ass hole, still clutching for Mistress's touch and suddenly it seemed OK to be
on display. I thought about the swimming pool analogy again, the reasons I was
afraid to be seen naked in public seemed distant and I found it hard to remember
them. I was open and liberated, I had no secrets anymore, and I felt secure.
When mistress came back, I turned and presented my ass to her, and she firmly
grasped me by my asscheek again. I took off even before she was ready, I had to
be slapped several times on the other check before I slowed and let her set my
rhythm. I marched with pride now, everyone accepted me, nude and slick, so I
decided that must be normal and OK. I knew my previous inhibitions with nudity
were about what I imagined people would say; I recognized that here my unclothed
body was accepted as normal, not with surprise or shock.
I felt at ease until we rounded another corner - and I saw another human walking
toward us. This one had clothes on! A blue uniform and boots like the doctors
and nurses! I didn't see the insignia the others wore, but he had clothes and I
didn't. This was too much, the aliens hadn't known me in my previous life, for
all I knew, this was someone I'd meet back on Earth! My tears on my cheeks,
Mistress stopped me with a pull, and turned me towards him as he approached. He
said hello to Mistress as she introduced me telling me his name was William. I
jumped a bit when I felt her hand move down my cheek to my crack and her finger
caress my asshole. Still sobbing, I arched my still loosening spine, hoping I
could tilt my pelvic back enough that he couldn't see my pussy easily.
He just laughed, and reached his hand between my stretched legs for my slit. I
stood passively, nipples erect, as both their hands massaged me. I couldn't help
but return to my aroused state as they talked, almost as if I wasn't there.
Through my haze I heard him say he had been a fourth year student at Duke
Medical School when the Eridani's had landed. Tests indicated one of his
ancestors had been from one of the mutated pods, whatever that meant. Anyway, he
had the right genes and aptitudes to enter their academy in Science Division,
and was now in the middle of his training as a Junior Ensign on this ship.
With his hand still over cleft, his thumb massaging my clit, he started asking
Mistress questions about me. I could only stand there, rocking on their fingers
as they talked about me. Running her other hand along the bumps of my spine,
mistress said even though I'd given her trouble at first, I'd adjusted quicker
then any of the rest. A shiver followed her hand up my spine, I was still
getting used to being intimately touched by others. It was pleasurable, and I
found myself wanting their touches, but I could still remember how private Earth
society was. As I slipped into thought again, I heard her say, "Dawn was a
closet exhibitionist, she just didn't known it; now she seems over her shyness,
and doesn't mind being a nudist." I guessed she was right as I teetered on the
edge of an orgasm while another crewman walked by, paying no mind to my state.
They continued talking, with William asking about my treatments, and my genes.
Mistress answered, saying "Yes, she's one of the humans whose gene mix is very
close to the original drones." Hormones and conditioning have gone very well; we
only have a few minor adjustments to make. I think I heard her say "We're going
to see Doctor Talbert, Chief Science Officer now, then we'll see; I've become
fond of Dawn. Maybe she'll stay with us", but by then I was lost in my own
world and couldn't concentrate on their conversation.
I had to shake the cobwebs out of my head when he started asking about my
previous life. It seemed so long ago, even though I thought I'd been here less
than a week. He asked me all kinds of questions: Where had I worked? What had I
done? What did I think about the Eridani's that came into the store? How had I
felt when I had gone out with one of them. His questions made me feel good, he
seemed interested in how I felt, not just what had happened or what was expected
of me. Anyway, I didn't regret being taken away, I never really liked my life
before. I'd had too many responsibilities and worries, especially with work.
Caught up with responding to his questions, I forgot my nudity.
My body froze again when he asked me about my mother, I couldn't bear to have
her see me like this. My dad had died of a heart attack years ago, and I'd had a
falling out with Mother soon after. I don't think I'd seen her in five years.
Mistress stroked me reassuringly, telling me "Relax, Most of Earth will be
integrated soon. I can make sure your mother is rejuvenated, then she'll be
conditioned just like you. She probably has the same genes, the important ones
are maternal. We'll find her, and you can swim and play all day together.
There's no need to fear, everything's different now."
Forgetting about my mother, I wiggled seductively as he ran his hand across my
smooth pubes, up my slippery belly, and touched each of my breasts. Nude, I
found I could express so many subtle emotions and feelings with body language.
His hand still playing with my rigid nipple, he turned to Mistress, and said
"When you've finished her conditioning, you'll have to let her sun with the
others, otherwise she'll burn too easily when we land. Of course, the sun is
hotter than Sol." As he played with me, I thought about how quickly I'd lost my
inhibitions about others touching my body.
Wondering about his question, I looked questioningly up at Mistress, and she
said "Don't worry about it now, You'll see soon enough". Quickly she added,
"After your examination, I have a surprise for you." My pussy tingled as I
wondered what it might be. Leaving him behind, we quickly went down that
corridor, turned a corner, and entered another room. There seemed to be so many
corridors, I was helplessly lost.
This one had a single white examination table near the center, surrounded by
instruments I didn't recognize. Small tables, their tops covered with glowing
lights, were scattered around the room. Similar glowing panels, like the ones in
the other room, covered all the walls. Pushing me towards the table, Mistress
said, "Welcome to Genetic Science Lab 3. Just relax, We won't hurt you." The
table was taller, more suited to Mistress's 6' 1" height. She had to propel me
up onto it with her hand firmly cupped under my pussy.
This table was flat and firm, I didn't sink down like on my bed. She stretched
me out prone, pulling my hands down by my sides, and pulling up my head and my
chin forced up on a chinrest. She massaged my neck and spine until I felt looser
than ever. It was starting to feel natural to have my head up and my throat and
mouth inline with my spine. I lay there quietly while Mistress went over to a
wall console.
After a patient wait, the doctor came in. He smiled and came over to the head of
the table. He reached out and rubbed my head, then said "So I understand you're
learning to like being aroused out with people." I just sheepishly blushed and
shook my head Yes, raising it up off the table. Mistress came back, and the
doctor rubbed his hand down my back, saying "Just relax, Don't be afraid. We
need to run some tests but they won't hurt."
My body stretched out full length, he ran a probe like device all over me. He
attached something that looked like a slender dildo to it, then pushed it into
my mouth and prodded it all around, forcing me to open wide. He put it in my
pussy next. Mistress made me stretch up-- raising my ass, and arching my pelvis
up, while spreading my legs so he had complete access. I gasped when it went up
my ass- I felt full, my insides felt like the probe went all the way up to my
tummy.
His examination frustrated me, he treated me professionally, turning and
examining me like I was a dog at the vets. He paid no attention to my constant
arousal. I was dying for any relief at all, but he was completely serious.
Mistress pulled over a cart with electronic instruments over, and brought a long
snakelike tube close to my mouth. She said "OK, Dawn, He needs to insert a probe
down your throat."
"I need you to relax your muscles and open wide."
Grasping the probe, the doctor pushed it into my mouth. I choked once, he pulled
it out then carefully pushed it back down again as I tried to relax. I think it
went all the way to my stomach. He left it there a few minutes, my mouth forming
an oval around its smooth plastic, then he smoothly pulled it out. They moved
the cart near my side and brought up two more slender probes. One went up my
pussy, and the other my ass. They both stroked me a bit while they waited. No
one rubbed my sex though. After the probes were removed, they left me alone and
went over to a console. I didn't know how to lie without the bed forcing me into
place, so I stretched out to see how far I could go, feeling my bones crack a
bit as I limbered up.
[
Chief Science Officer's Report - Exploration Cruiser Talkos Zee - 5th Age, Date
34351:1056
We are outbound from Earth, on route to colony Alatlantia on Zeta Herculis IV.
We have 48 new water world conditioned work drones we picked up from Earth. Well
they weren't ready to start with, their genetic transformation will be complete
when we reach Zeta Herculis IV. I plan on keeping four onboard, three females
and one male, especially the last one we received - Head Nurse Oktanawa has
taken a liking to her and has requested the drone be given to her and I have
decided to grant her request. We can use them for labor and exploration work on
water planets - we seem to have spent a lot of time on them lately. Even on non
water planets, they are flexible enough that they should be a help. We will keep
that one and the one known as Tina, I haven't decided about which ones will be
the last two. I will study the genetics of the others and choose based on their
breeding and scouting potential.
The pickup of these drones is a bit unusual- we don't normally disturb
indigenous civilizations but this is a special case. Ordinarily a simple live
cargo carrier would transport them from a breeding center. Since Earth doesn't
have centers set up yet, our life sciences facilities are being used to
condition them inroute. We have been monitoring Earth for centuries, and
increased our observations when they got to a technological level. We weren't
responsible for their reports of UFO's though - that was just their overactive
imaginations. It's quite impossible for their old style radar to detect our
ships except in very rare circumstances.
One of our cruisers was in their system monitoring their space probe launches
when a routine scan indicated an artificial satellite drifting on an erratic
orbit within their system's Oort cloud. Investigating, they detected a faint
old-style Eridani distress call. Puzzled, they bought it aboard. They were able
to download its logs and found that it came from the Life Transport Alexandria,
presumed lost and destroyed over 130,000 years ago. The beacon malfunctioned
after launch, and its signal was too weak for long range detection. Search
vessels did not closely investigate the system since space travel was so much
slower then.
Our civilization has risen and fallen countless times in those 130,000 years,
progressing to space travel at least three times (In our present age, we have
been in space 1000 years but until now we ignored many nearby systems and
preferred very long range probes into the rest of the galaxy and beyond). We
were able to find old records about their cargo in the archives on Home world.
Their cargo was a shipment of work drones engineered for water worlds.
Apparently they crashed on the third planet in the nearby system, called Earth
by its present-day inhabitants. Unfortunately, the local food sources did not
provide the necessary nutrients for the crew to survive.
Our research indicated the drones managed to survive and drove the native
sentient species to extinction about 40,000 years ago after interbreeding with
them. Except for our home world, we have only found one other example of more
than one sentient species on a world. On that world, the two races were on
widely spaced continents, and are currently in the midst of a war that threatens
to destroy them both. I understand the Council will vote soon on whether or not
to intervene.
As you know, on our world, our ancestors conquered the other developing race
millennia ago. Instead of driving them to extinction, they enslaved them and put
them to work. Careful treatment and a natural submissive inclination resulted in
our willing drones instead of slave rebellions like the Earthlings have had.
Since the humans are the descendants of one of our drone variations, we have no
moral problems integrating them back in our society.
The human's couldn't have known they came from off Earth; we didn't even know
until we found the beacon. Some of them seemed to have suspicions, but that was
mostly paranoia again. Without evidence collected elsewhere than Earth, it is
scientifically impossible to prove. After all, almost all life in this corner of
the galaxy shares the same or very similar basic DNA structures. We think most
of the life supporting planets within this sector were seeded by an unknown race
between several million and several billion years ago, depending on the planet.
They seemed to have moved across interstellar space, seeding worlds as they
went. We know nothing about them, they left little evidence behind. Maybe one
day we will finally meet our creators, our deepest exploration probes into the
other arms of the galaxy have found more and more recent sites that appear to
have come from them.
After over thirty years of covert manipulation of their society, we announced
ourselves to them a year ago. Our plans to integrate them have progressed
quickly since. We expect Earth to be openly within the Eridani Galactic Republic
within five years with a primary population of Eridani colonists. Already we
have brought their infrastructure up to par, and Eridani citizens regularly
appear on Earth.
We quickly placed agents within hospitals and have been gradually testing the
genetics and aptitudes of all citizens admitted to Hospitals since. Those
applying for admission to our Academies have been similarly tested. All those
with sufficiently developed genetic codes and aptitudes have been recommended
for admission. Of course, once the project is public, they will be just like any
other drone. Selected testees, estimated at 30-40% of the population, matching
the original genetic pattern within 97.5 % are being transferred to facilities
for preparation as work drones. All prison inmates, potential troublemakers,
street people, etc will be swept up also. We will make sure Earth has an
acceptable population. The remaining population will be left more or less alone
to run the service and support sectors on Earth, as well as to preserve some of
their remaining primitive cultures. There is still some debate over the rights
and privileges of the more advanced examples of humanity, but I see no reason
for them to be treated different from any other drone¡ªsome will just stay
untreated so long as they abandon their clothing and old ways.
We are still careful about which humans we take for conversion back into drones.
Most we've taken so far have had no or infrequent contact with friends or
relatives. We have been able to fabricate stories to account for most. This will
no longer be a problem once Earth's integration is complete. By the end of the
five year integration schedule, drones will be accepted as part of their
society. After all they aren't slaves quite like the humans had, in an
interspecies society some members are simply less talented and more suited to
manual labor than others. We can't all be Captains and Officers after all. The
latest reports indicate that open integration should be possible sooner than
expected, acceptance of our ideas and removal of unnecessary attitudes is going
smoothly and ahead of schedule. The reports do surprise me, previous ones
indicated that humans were stubborn and tended to cling to superstitious
notions. I guess it just shows how quickly they revert to old ways.
The transformation of this batch has gone well. Most matching the genetic
criteria seem to have natural submissive, docility, and exhibitionist tendencies
which make their transitions easier. I am just finished examining the last one,
Head Nurse's favorite - a human female named Dawn who was admitted to
Philadelphia General Hospital with appendicitis. She showed a 99.85 % match to
the original DNA so she was transferred to us. Once we cured her appendicitis
and a few undetected problems, we started her adjustment with surprisingly few
problems.
We have only had to sedate her once, when she first woke up after her initial
operation. Since then, we have relied on the hormonal and other conditioning
medicines, as well as careful attention from the nurses to adjust her attitude.
Unrecognized psychological tendencies for exhibition and submissiveness have
likewise helped. She is a bit more intelligent than she thinks, so she will make
an ideal crewmember for water world exploration duties. Her main problem with
Earth society seems to have been the lack of a strong dominant person to
reassure her. I have also prescribed a reproductive suppressant; we can't have
little drones running around too soon.
We are preparing to run her through the DNA sequencer- she has only a few
undesirable DNA strands, and is missing only one or two parts of the original
sequence. On a whim, I added a longer tongue and a few other adjustments by Head
Nurse Oktanawa's request. I did nothing to her sex drive- she's already a horny
little bitch, if I find the time, I'll have to sample her myself. Once the
sequencing is complete, she will only have to stay in sickbay another week or so
while we monitor her condition and continue her oral dosages. Once that is
complete, she can use Head Nurse's quarters as her normal sleeping area, unlike
the other drones who will stay in a common area. I will expect Oktanawa to
complete her conditioning and training for normal duties.
Patient 2014 - Dawn - DNA alternation report, DNA changes include functions lost
during the evolution period on Earth plus several new ones:
Restoration of the original sweat glands for extended sun and water exposure. A
slimelike secretion protects her from a variety of solar energies, as well as a
variety of water conditions.
Increased lung capacity - all ready high but should reach up to an hour if she
is careful.
Changes to throat and digestive systems to allow swallowing of live food for
extended water stays.
Metabolism adjustments to allow subject to survive a variety of weather
conditions - her metabolism and food intake will simply increase as required.
Without covering, subject should be able to tolerate temperatures down to 40
degrees in or out of water.
Restoration of partial webbing on hands and feet.
Alternation of muscle groups and nerve control to assist water mobility.
3 additional vertebrae, 1 in neck, two in spine again for water mobility - legs
slightly shortened to compensate. Flexibility of all vertebrae increased.
Enhanced preexisting limb and body flexibility.
Restored original instincts relating to water survival.
Continued restoration and enhancement of senses.
Extended length of patient's tongue - per H.N.O. request
Production from Mammary glands altered to allow nursing of Eridani children
Other minor additions not listed
Removal of DNA mutations, including all body hair, cancer and other hereditary
diseases.
Body rejuvenation to approximately 18 years.
Most DNA changes should have carried throughout her system by the end of the one
week monitoring period. She will experience a new growth spurt as the changes
carry through. Milk production will activate very early after a pregnancy
starts, or several days after being given hormone capsules.
End Science Officer's report
]
I think I waited there close to half an hour while they talked and worked at
that console. I fell asleep so I'm really not sure. I guess I was exhausted from
whatever the hormone pills they were giving me were doing. Mistress came back
and said they had a treatment I required, then she would show me my surprise. I
was tired of waiting, but I was excited about what my surprise could be so I
cooperated.
She asked me to jump off the table and come with her. She led me through a
sidedoor I'd missed before. We entered a room dominated by a huge machine. It
was taller than Mistress, six or so feet wide, and deeper than I could tell.
There was another patient table in front with a hole in the machine behind it.
Mistress told me "Jump up onto the table and lie down like normal." Obediently I
jumped up and stretched out prone again.
Almost before I got myself situated, the Doctor came in and went to a console.
He entered a few things into it. I heard a humming within that tunnel, then the
table started moving. It moved me through the machine, and I tingled as I went
through. This scared me, but Mistress reassured me before I could even express
my fear. I recognized my fear as a certain smell coming from my body, maybe
Mistress or the machine picked up on that.
Before I knew it, my table had stopped moving and reversed itself, returning me
to where I started. Mistress told me "OK, that wasn't so bad, now was it? You
can get down now." Once I hopped down and stood in front of Mistress, she told
me to go back and get back on the other table. "We need to examine you one more
time just to make sure you are OK."
I walked back without waiting for Mistress, and got back on the original table.
They came back in, and Doctor got out his handheld probe again. He talked to me
this time as he moved it over me. He told me "This is a medical recorder. It
records biological data for later research. Its setup is a bit difficult, but to
use it you just touch this button and run it over what you want to scan."
He told me soon they'd use me to scan things underwater, they couldn't reach
without difficulty. I took him at his word: Pushing buttons and running
something over objects I could do, but the rest went over my head. Good thing he
was the Doctor, and me just a simple submissive. All this seemed a lot better
than having to worry about working at some Computer store and having to remember
all sorts of computer lingo. Mistress patted me on my butt, and said "Okay, lets
go see about your surprise.
The examination over and eager to see what my surprise was, Mistress walked me,
nude as always, back into the hall, one naked and horny five foot six human
female padding next a much taller uniformed Eridani. She didn't place her hand
on my ass this time, and I freely walked next to her. I found myself walking on
the balls of my feet, almost as if I'd gotten used to the pull of Mistress's
hand on my body as she walked me. As we passed crewmen, she teased me about what
my special surprise was. I tingled as I walked, I was incredibly aroused from my
examination. I meet several more humans wearing uniforms; they smiled at me like
nothing was unusual. I think I was over my self-consciousness now. I thought I
saw one or too humans naked like me far down corridors. Suddenly, we came to a
door leading into a large room. Mistress said, "This is one of our recreation
areas."
She put her hand back onto my plump cheek, after reaching her hand down to my
willing holes to check if I was still aroused. I paused, shifting my legs to
allow access, and arched my back in shameless arousal as her fingers stroked me.
I walked on when her hand forced me forward again, my pussy still twitching for
her touch. The room had lounge chairs, and tables for many games. I saw at least
one pool table, and recognized many of the games running on panels on the walls
as ones from Earth. Mistress laughed and said, "One good thing about Earth, you
always had good video games. We made sure to leave the most creative programmers
writing games, but a few are working with our control systems now."
There were several people here, some at the games on the wall, others sitting or
lying on the chairs. Two were playing pool. All of the ones who looked up at me,
I made sure to rock my pelvis back and forth at them, deliberately flashing my
hot slit at them. Mistress lead me through another door, down a short corridor,
and into a huge room with a swimming pool. Pausing at the door, she reached out
with her free hand and turned on sunlights. Firmly now, I guess she knew I liked
it that way, she walked me to the end of the deep end.
She said she'd reserved the room for us alone for two whole hours, then reached
down and cupped my pussy again, stooping over behind me so she could handle me
easily. After stimulating me a bit, she shoved me in, manipulating me just right
as she let go so that I arced up in the air and dove perfectly in. I always did
take to the water like a fish. I reveled in the feeling as I dove effortlessly
to the bottom. I seemed to swim even better now than before; I just glided
effortless through the water. I found I didn't need to use my arms, I could swim
easily with my torso and legs, pumping them like a dolphin. At least 15 minutes
later, I decided I ought to go up for air, and wondered where Mistress was.
Looking up from the bottom, I saw a shadow near the shallow end. Suddenly
getting an urge to try something new, I pumped my body as hard as I could,
shooting upwards at an angle to the surface. I burst out of the water, flying
briefly through the air, my hands tight against my hips. In that brief instant,
I saw Mistress walking, now nude, towards me. Excited, I dove back down to the
bottom, and a few more long strokes brought me to the foot or so of water at the
end. As I swam, I realized I wasn't surprised at her nudity, obviously she was
going to join me in the warm water.
Lying splayed out with my head out of the water, and happily waiting for
Mistress to come in, I suddenly had the urge to finally vocalize my feelings:
"Mistress, Please come play with me. My pussy's hot and wet." Mistress smiled
and said "So you'd like to be mine, little one?" I could only nod breathlessly
as I fluttered my legs side to side in the water. Grinning, she quickly walked
over to the edge of the deep zone, and dove in. I flipped myself over, and
pumped my legs, driving my body towards my Mistress.
Several strong pumps and I was in the deep end, ten or twelve feet of water
above me. I saw Mistress's long, powerful and slim body sitting against on the
bottom against the back wall, her legs wide open and waiting for me. Reaching
out with her arms, she guided my mouth to her smooth sex. I undulated in the
water as I glued my mouth firmly to her box, reaching my tongue in as far as it
would go. Five minutes later, Mistress rose to the surface with several waves of
her limbs; I stayed glued to her pussy, exploring its every corner and driving
her to repeated climaxes. I accidentally discovered one of my new capabilities
when my mouth slipped from her pussy and water rushed in. Instead of choking, I
instinctively swallowed, allowing the water to enter my stomach like newborn
babies do.
Later, I don't know how long, Mistress reached for my head with her strong arms
and pulled me away from her sex and up to the surface. Even though I was
starting to run out of air, I did not wish to go and ran my body firmly up hers
as I moved up towards the surface. Breathlessly gasping for air, I shook my head
to get the water from my eyes, and clinged to her. She held me close, our bodies
touching, my full breasts against her smaller ones. I rubbed my slit against
her, over her thigh, past her sex, and across her belly. Only our kicking legs
held us up, as we bobbed in the water; she allowed me to take my pleasure
against her as her hands rubbed me everywhere.
Suddenly she pushed me away, and kicking herself off on the side, she glided
back to the shallow end. I recognized this new game, and easily caught up with
her, driving to the bottom, and coming up from below, and rubbing my back across
her belly. Flipping myself over, I dove back to the bottom of the deep end, and
waited for her to catch up. She got to me, but not as quick. She rubbed against
me, and darted back to the shallow end. I caught her again, and drove myself
backwards into the deep part again. This time when she caught me, she held me
tight, and we both rose to the surface. She panted as she held me close,
obviously I could stay in the water much longer.
Still together, a few kicks from my our legs, and we were in the shallow end
again. She sat in the shallow water with her back against the wall. Clinging to
her torso, I lay atop her, resting my head against her shoulder and her breasts
firmly against my midsection. As I panted and heaved from my exertion, she asked
me questions like those William asked me, but somehow more personal: How did I
feel? Was I over my shame and humiliation? Did I miss my clothes? Did I really
want to be hers? Great! Yes! Not at all! I would walk down Main St. in my home
town nude and on display if I could belong to her forever. I clinged tighter as
she massaged me everywhere.
Slapping me once on my asscheek, she propelled me up and over her out of the
pool, telling me I had to get back to the bed, I'd feel the effects of my final
treatment soon. She kissed me once on my slit as I leapt over her head and onto
the smooth floor. That single action had more of an effect on me than anything
else - it was the first time Mistress kissed me anywhere. Padding across the
floor towards the door, I could see my wet and dripping reflection in a mirror
I'd missed. I liked what I saw: a glistening naked work drone ready to do
whatever her Mistress asked. I had more body fat now than I remembered, but I
was still slender and sleek. My swollen breasts with their distended nipples and
areolas bobbed with my every step, and I could see my smooth pussy lips move and
quiver with my new erotic gait. Ironically I would have thought my body too
flabby, even without the extra body fat back on Earth, and would have hidden my
figure under baggy clothes. I found myself actually wanting to show myself off
to anyone who'd look at me, my body seemed smooth and rounded not flabby.
END Chapter Two
