[magicmerlon]

The three remaining girls gathered to discuss what to do about the abducted professor.

“We can’t just blast our way through the front door, shooting everything until we find a naked Nettik in some broom closet somewhere,” Tasha said.

The half-human pilot looked to her right at the heavily armored Lily. The woman had apparently once been a member of the notorious Ogre mercenary group, famous in the Torat sector as a mostly human private army for hire, that did anything from body guarding to body nabbing, and everything in-between.

The once blood-red, samurai style armor was now dyed navy blue, to differentiate herself from her former crew.

“Obviously. If we just go through the umbilical, they’ll have us trapped in a shootout,” Lily replied.

“Or, they’ll just decompress it,” Paz further added.

The three thought for a minute.

“I say we space walk out of the other hanger, use the booster packs to get around to the station, and plasma cut our way in through another airlock. You, pilot girl, can you vent ions from your ship’s entirely pointless and not-conducive-to-Deep-Space-FTL-flight nacels?” Lily rattled off. The other two were taken aback by her sudden stern tone. In fact, she’d been rather sour since the exact moment the professor was taken.

Lily scrunched up her face in offense at the completely true but still insulting description of her ship. “That shouldn’t be too hard but I don’t like-”

“Good. That should mask our signatures long enough for us to get to the airlock undetected,” Lily interrupted. She put on her helmet and it sealed to her suit with a hiss of atmosphere.

“Let’s go get our girl back,” she snarled, priming her electro-rifle.

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“Peculiar, it appears the subject possesses an epidermis layer encompassing a complex organ system. Detecting large amounts of hydrogen, oxygen, and carbon.”

Anna slowly opened her eyes and saw a grey ceiling. She realized she was lying on her back and looked down at herself.

“~Oooooh,” she groaned, seeing her naked chest. The cat-like girl was lying on a metal table. Her wrists and ankles were bolted to the cold grey surface, and ever her tail was handcuffed to a chain. Her perky breasts leaned to either side of her chest just slightly, the cold artificial air of the station bringing her nipples to attention. Anna thanked the nine-tailed Nettik god that she still had on her blue-striped panties, even though they’d ridden down just enough for the top of her butt cheeks to be chilled by the cool table.

“Subject has regained consciousness.”

Two of the aliens stood on either side of the table, staring down at her. They were still wearing their armor, but had removed their helmets. They had humanoid, bald heads, with only eyebrows and eyelashes. Their skin was grey, just as grey as the table, and they peered at her with big curious eyes. The rest of their facial features were feminine, and despite their voices did sound like husky women.

They glanced at each other, then looked back down at Anna.

“You are an unknown species to us,” said the one on her left.

“We are most curious to discover an unknown creature such as yourself,” said the other.

“Are… you scientists? And you have a translator?” Anna asked sheepishly.

They both ignored her. “Especially a female.”

“Especially a female, yes.”

Anna didn’t feel like they were talking to her anymore. She made a cat-like yipping noise as one delicately prodded her breasts with an armored finger.

“These, what are they?” she asked.

Anna bit her lip as her blush grew. “Um, a boob? Boobs? Dammit that’s not very scientific… um, brEASTS?!”

She suddenly squealed and whined at the end of her thought as the alien pinched her nipple.

“Curious, they appear sensitive. That is a common trait among the subjects we’ve studied.”

The other alien woman began placing small sensor suctions on Anna’s naked legs, tummy, and one on each breast, thankfully not on her nipples.

“We shall conduct more tests,” the aliens said in agreement.

“Wait wait, what other subjects, what are you gonna do, hello?”
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The three girls ejected from the starboard airlocke as invisible ions mask their approach. Paz and Tasha are in bulky atmospheric pressure suits, while Lily simply has a thruster pack temporarily bolted to her environmentally sealed armor.

Long lines of silver particles trail behind them as they arc through the void of space towards the station. The stars streak by in long lines as the girls rotate to align themselves with the unoccupied air lock. They each light a plasma torch and begin working on the door.

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“Zee, sensors are detecting a hull breach in airlock number 2.”

Zee was busy making Anna squeal by poking her quivering nipple with a vibrating- Zee was busy analyzing the alien with a pulsing sensor module. She looked up at her partner. “Lee, did you scan the ship for other lifeforms?”

Lee blinked, and stopped tickling Anna’s- she stopped measuring the subject’s reflexes.

“It slipped my mind. I-I was so, preoccupied with the girl… the subject that we found,” she said to Zee, tapping her fingertips together.

Zee shook her head, was momentarily distracted by another squeal from Anna, and shook her head some more.

“Go get Tee, I will remain here and continue our… research.”

Lee pouted. “Fine.” She turned around and grumpily left the room, peeved to be left out of the “research”.

Anna sighed in relief as the stimulating sensation left her poor boob alone. She craned her neck look in dismay at her erect nipples.

“Hey hey, s-so… about all this, probing… I’m having a lot of fun with this, I really am but-” Her pleas were cut off by Zee turning around to grab an instrument from a table. Anna suspected the alien probably wasn’t listening very closely anyway. She flattened her cat-like ears and squeezed her eyes shut.

And she felt more cold metal on her hip, under her panties.

“Hey~! Hold on a sec, what’re you…?” The pair of scissors in her waistband quickly snipped through the thin striped fabric. The side fell away, exposing her naked hip’s light red fur.
“No no no~” she whined in vain as the other side was sliced through. The useless garment was only covering her intimates by gravity alone. Anna pouted as she watched Zee’s surprisingly deft fingers curl into the waistband. With one swift motion, the last of Anna’s clothes were yanked from her. She yapped again at the sudden feeling her cheeks nakedly on the table, and the draft on her thinly furred womanhood.

Anna did not appreciate the stare she was getting.

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“That was easier than I thought,” Tasha exclaimed, taking off the helmet of her pressure suit. She shook out her jet black hair until it remained at a normal chin length, and she blinked as her freckles were exposed to the fluorescent lighting in the plain grey-metal hallway.

“I don’t like it,” Lily tersely commented, detaching the thruster pack from her armor and readying her rifle.

“Help!” Pax screamed, having trouble getting her helmet off. She desperately struggled with the clasp sealing it to her suit. “This infernal device has trapped me!”

“Shut up!” Lily hissed, grabbing the much taller woman’s shoulders. “Calm down, we’ll get the helmet off of you! But just shut up!”

“I can’t breath! The air is running out! I will die here!” Paz moaned dramatically, flailing around. Lily panicked and put her in a headlock. “Pilot girl, get her stupid helmet off before she wakes up the whole galaxy!”

The two tugged and fought the four eyed wolf girl, who clawed and slapped and yapped the whole way.

“Hurry up! Oh by the laws of science, this is the end! I can feel my life slipping away! Hey, watch the hands, don’t grab there!” Paz moaned and groaned, increasingly panicking the two other girls.

Finally, Tasha managed to wiggle a finger into the catch, and with a hiss of equalizing air, the helmet popped off.

“Oh my, oh by all the dead gods of Terdashia IX! Oh by… oh, my many thanks, cute one,” Paz suddenly calmed down entirely.

“Now please, stay quiet,” whispered a very tense Lily. Tasha nodded in panic beside here.

Yawn
“...did one of you yawn?”

“No.”

“My species doesn’t yawn.”

“Sorry, dat was Tee, Tee wa’ sleeping,” a very big, very dumb sounding voice said from behind the girls. In a perfectly coordinated effort, the trio of space-bound babes turned around. Standing there was a very tall hunk of grey armor in a humanoid shape with, presumably, something alive deep inside. It scratched it’s helmet, apparently forgetting that it was failing to scratch its head.

“Lee says I gotta grabs you alls, sorry.”

Paz and Tasha scurried away from him immediately, hiding behind Lily as the human merc opened fire. Her electro bolts did little more than bounce off the chassis of the armored hulk.

Tee sighed in boredom and began meandering towards them. It was easy for the girls to take careful steps back as Lily continued to fire shot after shot into the plating. Eventually she yelled, “duck!” and the girls dove out of the way as Lily rolled a plasma ground between Tee’s feet.

“Was that-”

The green blossom of plasmatic energy filled part of the hall as the girls lay flat on the ground. After the explosion noises subsided, the girls slowly got up.

“Pilot girl-”

“Stop calling me that! My name is Tasha, Tasha DeLacruz!” Tasha stamped her foot with fists clenched at her sides.

“Whatever you want to be called, you’re on fire!”

Tasha glanced at the sleeve of her space suit, and sure enough green plasma fire was working its way up her name. She shrieked and patted at and, quickly realizing that you can’t suffocate plasma fire, hurriedly tugged at the stellar zipper. In a minute, she had the bulky suit zipped up and tossed against a wall, right before the plasma consumed it entirely. The pilot sighed in relief, now dressed in her overalls, with the sleeves still tied at the waist, and a zipped up sleeveless jacket.

“Goodness!” Pax remarked. Tasha glanced at her.

“Ah, doctor, where’d your space suit go?” she asked.

Pax was now in her normal attire of lab coat and halfway zipped bodysuit, as usual with her massive cleavage on display.

“You took yours off, I thought that we were simply doing that now?”

“Uh, girls, eyes up,” called out Lily. As more of the dust cleared, a familiar figure approached them.

Tee had been in better situations. His armor was dented and scuffed all over, and his helmet was blown clear off. He was missing an eyebrow now, and a little smolder of green fire seemed to be burning on his head, but it didn’t bother him much.

“That wasn’t very nice,” he groaned, like a kid accusing another of cheating in soccer. He reached behind him, and pulled out an electro rifle of his own that dwarfed Lily’s.

“I know how big-sisters like their… uh…. wacha call it… subjects, dats it. I was gonna make em do it themselves cause they woke me up, but now I’m mad.”

The girls recalled the state of dress that Anna was taken in. They each swallowed and readied weapons.