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Some more of the stuff that I've been working on but never releasd until now...

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* MD James
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Warning: The following story is for ADULTS ONLY!  This story is completely
fictional, so no actual human beings were hurt in the making of this story.
You don't like it, TOUGH!

   Space Madness - by MD James

   On the inter-space vessel Clockwork Orange, Lieutenant Glen Johnson
stewed in the brig.

   He had given up screaming and clutching at the walls of his cell hours
ago.  He had stopped trying to force his body through the protective force
field that kept him a prisoner days ago.  The force field was strong enough
to bar his entry, yet not lethal enough to make him a martyr.

   So he did the one thing that he could do under the circumstances...  he
replayed in his mind yet again the events that led to him wanting to
destroy the ship.

   It all had to do with his wife - Erica.  She was absolutely beautiful,
as were all the planet-born citizens of the Eros colony.  They loved sex,
and they did it as soon as it was permissible.  Sex was almost a commodity
on Eros, which made it the most sought-after colony in the whole Galactic
Federation.  But it was a distinction that was not without consequence. 
Thanks to the open-sex rule on Eros, visitation by off-world people was
extremely limited.

   It was equally hard for someone from Eros to leave the planet.  The
prudes in the Galactic Federation did not want to have a whole bunch of
Erosians upsetting their precious worlds with their free-love policy.  So
when Erica was allowed to leave for Earth for the Space Academy, she had to
agree to take a special drug that inhibited her sexual desires, and to
limit herself to having sex only with the man she chooses to be her
husband. That's why after a few months in the Space Academy, Erica ended up
marrying Glen...  because she was desperately horny even with the drugs,
and he was so nice to her that she could feel comfortable around him even
if they didn't have sex.

   Make no mistake...  Glen loves Erica.  He loved her the day that he
first met her.  And when she told him that she was from Eros, he loved her
even more.  If needed to, he was willing to sacrifice his life for her.

   But he was also very possessive, and rightly so.  Erica was very much
sought after by both men and women because she was from Eros.  But in the
end, she chose him.  He had to endure all the struggles of marrying an
off-planet citizen.  Every ritual that needed to be performed, every
challenge that had to be met, every form that needed to be filed, he did it
all for her.  He EARNED the right to be married to her, and thus to have
sex with her, and he felt that nobody else should have that right.  They
didn't earn it.

   That's why when they graduated from the Space Academy, he made sure that
they tacked on the spousal clause on their interstellar contracts.  That
meant that no matter what the assignment was, nobody could hire just Erica
or just Glen.  It was a package deal.  They had to hire her as the
xenobiologist and him as a ship's engineer.  They both had to serve on the
same ship, and sleep in their own private quarters.  The only person who
was going to put a cock into that Erosian pussy was his!

   They had gone through nine space assignments that way.  He knew that his
engineering skills were adequate, but he also knew that they weren't hired
because of his skills.  Or her skills in xenobiology for that matter.  They
were hired because someone on the crew wanted to try their luck in seducing
her.

   Thus when they were hired to serve on Clockwork Orange, they figured it
be the same thing.  A two-year journey to re-catalogue colonies that were
accidentally deleted from the galactic database, all the time filled with
sex-starved junior officers and lecherous old captains all yearning to have
their way with Erica.  But in the end it would be just Glen having the best
sex that he ever had in his happily married life.

   The C.O.  was a rather small ship.  Most of it was automated.  A crew of
nine, including the captain, was all that was needed.  There were no other
couples other than Glen and Erica.  Matter of fact, Erica was the only
woman on the crew.

   Like all Faster-Than-Light vessels, the C.O.  operated on very
libertarian rules...  the code of conduct set by the prudes in the Galactic
Federation only applied to colonies.  In between trips to other planets, it
was the captain's rules that kept things in order.  Normally, the lone
woman on the crew would be more receptive towards the sexual needs of the
men, but in this case it was impossible because Erica's contract explicitly
stated that Glen was the only one who could have sex with her.

   So the crew of the Clockwork Orange conspired to get around that clause
and get their cocks into Erica.

   The first one to get things going was Ensign Jack Reed, the ship's
supply officer.  He made sure that Erica's special medication was
substituted with a different kind of medication.  Erica's original pills
cut down on her sexual drive, allowing her to operate onboard a ship
without the overwhelming urge to screw anyone and everyone there.  The
pills Reed put in did something a little different...

   Next was the ship's computer specialist, Lieutenant Curtis Clear, who
managed to make a few alterations to the ship's automated physician.  This
would be the computer program that would dispense the drug to Erica and to
monitor her progress.

   Then the crew had to simply wait until the ship was underway and Erica's
real medication started to wear off.  Reed made sure that there were enough
of her real pills for them to begin their journey without drawing too much
suspicion.

   A month into their trip, while they were still in hyper-speed, Erica
started to feel that unmistakable urge to screw with the other guys.  She
first shrugged it off as simply being on board with a new crew, but soon
she felt the urge get stronger and stronger...  and the guys were coming on
to her even more.

   Then she started to suddenly find herself sleepwalking over the ship. 
That wouldn't be too bad except she normally slept in the nude.  Quite a
few times she appeared in the engine room with her husband, naked as a
jaybird.  And she was sleepy all of the time.  Quite often she would fall
asleep in the middle of her shift, spouting off torrid fantasies in her
dreams.

   That's when the second part of the conspiracy took place.  When she went
to the automated physician for an examination, the computerized doctor told
her and her husband there was a problem with her taking the pills.

   "There is a 95% chance that you may have developed space madness," the
robotic voice said.  "The makers of your sex control pills did warn that in
cases where prolonged faster-than-light travel occurs that there may be
complications."

   The automated physician told Erica to stop taking the pills, and that
hopefully the sleeping spells and the sleepwalking would subside.  But the
computer had a far more ominous message for Glen.

   "It is imperative that no matter what happens, you do not disturb her
while she is sleepwalking," the computer warned.  "Her mental state is such
that any attempt to wake her while she is sleepwalking could be fatal!"

   "But what if she's about on the decks?" Glen asked with a tone of panic
in his voice.  "She was in the galley yesterday asking guys to fuck her
while she was sleeping."

   "You must let her subconscious expel these feelings," the computer
replied.  "Otherwise she could develop a deep-rooted psychosis, in which
case your wife will have to be institutionalized at the nearest port of
call."

   He didn't want to hear that.  He was overly protective of his wife,
after all.  But doctor's orders were that he had to let her move about on
the ship...  naked if so inclined...  and not to interrupt whatever pent-up
subconscious feelings were inside.

   So this went on for a few months.  Every so often he would walk down the
hall of the ship and see his wife sleepwalk in the nude.  He'd pause... 
sometimes checking to see where she was going, then when it looked like it
was a non-essential part of the ship, he grumbled and continued on his way.

   Two ports of call went by, and there seemed to be no end to the
sleepwalking.  Every time he consulted the ship's automated physician, he
was simply told to let Erica's "madness" run its course.

   Then, six weeks later, he got a reply from a personal inquiry that he
made to the planet Eros concerning her medication and possible remedies for
"space madness." They replied that there was no such side effect noted in
the medication, and that there was no such thing as "space madness."

   A quick check to the ship's computer system proved his suspicions... 
the automated physician was tampered with!

   Armed with this information, he stormed his way to the bridge...  only
to find Ensign Percival manning the helm...  the only non-sexual member of
the crew.

   "Where are they?" he demanded.

   "Don't know," Percival replied with a shrug.  "All I know is that I
reported to the bridge to relieve the captain and the day shift.  I did
hear something about a party going on in the captain's quarters."

   Minutes later, he was at the entranceway to the captain's quarters.  His
jaw dropped when he saw what was going on.  His wife, his most voluptuous
bride, was in the throws of orgasm.  Ensign Jack Reed was behind her. 
Lieutenant Curtis Clear was between her legs.  And Captain Kubrick... 
kindly old captain himself...  had his cock in her mouth.

   At first Glen thought it was just Erica still sleepwalking, and that the
crew was simply taking advantage of the situation...  but then he saw her
eyes wide open, and her hands exploring the bodies all about her.

   Ten minutes later, Percival was screaming on the intercom "OVERHEAT
ALERT!  OVERHEAT ALERT!  The engines are going critical!"

   Glen was trying to blow up the ship.

   So he was confined to the brig until Captain Kubrick could figure out
what to do with him.  A full court-martial trial would bring out the little
conspiracy by Reed and the others.  And since the captain was eventually
brought into this tryst, it would be a clear case of a breach of contract;
justification enough for Kubrick to lose his command and his pension.  He
couldn't allow that.

   But they had to get home first, and the Clockwork Orange was on a fixed
mission that they had to be completed without delays.  That gave Kubrick
more than a year to see if Glen was willing to stay in the brig and wait
his trial, or to work things out with the crew and with his wife.

   Glen was fed regularly.  He even got some visits from his wife, although
he refused to talk with her.  She tried to explain how long she tried to
hold out against their urges, but eventually she had to give in.  She tried
to blame him for his rigid control over her and the captain for his own
participation, but it was no use.

   The crew got along as best as was possible without Glen.  He was an
engineer, but he wasn't the only engineer on board.  Occasionally they
would talk about him...  feeling sorry that they had to deceive him for so
long.  But they all agreed that things were much better for them now that
Erica was more than willing to satisfy their sexual needs.  They never had
sex so good!

   A year into the journey, the captain stopped by the brig.

   "I was hoping that you would be calmed down enough to be a member of the
crew again," he said.

   Glen said nothing.

   "To be frank, we need your help.  I'm told that one of your earlier
assignments after the Academy was to visit Colony 8765.  That is our next
stop, and since you were one of the people to make first contact with them,
I was hoping that you could serve as our liaison with the inhabitants."

   Glen thought about it for a second.  Then a quick flash of a smile was
seen on his lips.  Yes, he remembered that colony all too well!

   "Sure," he said.  "Why not?  It's not like we'll be heading home anytime
soon...  right?  What do you need to know?"

   "For starters, there is almost no entry in the database for these
inhabitants.  What are they like?"

   Glen could barely contain his glee at the lack of knowledge they
apparently had.  If the crew were this clueless, then he would have the
best form of revenge possible!

   "Well, I suppose I should check the database myself to see what it has
and doesn't have.  It's been such a long time since I ran into them..."

   Captain Kubrick was cautious, and rightly so.  After all, Glen had tried
to blow up the ship in a jealous rage.  So Glen was allowed out of the brig
to consult the database, but only with an escort.  When Glen saw for
himself just how lacking the computer information was about the planet or
the inhabitants, he saw a prime opportunity to enact his revenge.

   *****

   "The natives are called Shemals," he told the crew in the pre-contact
briefing.  "They are a very strong maternal culture.  So strong, in fact,
that the males of the species are kept hidden except under the most special
of circumstances.  When I first met them as part of the initial contact, my
wife was extremely ill, so she was unable to participate in the first
contact procedure.  The Shemal queen was very receptive to the team, as
were all of her all-female court."

   "I suppose I should also mention," he added with a wink and a grin,
"that most of the Shemels are just as attractive as Erica.  I wouldn't be
surprised if the captain orders a little shore leave."

   He glanced across the table at the very lust-filled look of the crew. 
Sure, fucking his wife was pure heaven to them, but they have been fucking
her for months on in.  No doubt they were looking for a little change of
pace.

   "What about the Federation code of conduct?" asked Lieutenant Clear. 
Ever the prick!  Why wasn't he a prick when he was thinking about fucking
Erica?

   Fortunately, Captain Kubrick answered that question.  "I'm sure once
that we get the more pertinent matters resolved with this colony, we can
dispense of those rules, right folks?"

   Everyone nodded...  except Erica.  Glen figured she had to be nervous.
After all, here he was being led from the brig, talking to the crew like
nothing had happened.  The last time she had seen him outside of the brig,
she was in a gang-bang with most of the crew.

   When they were done with the briefing, he asked Erica for a few minutes
alone.  She turned to the captain, who then nodded, and then left the two
of them alone in the room.

   "I'm not mad anymore," he said.  "Really...  I understand."

   "You must be furious at me," she said.

   "I was.  After all, I had earned the right to have you as my wife.  I
took that to be something sacred.  We agreed that it was something special,
and that in order for us to be together only I could have you.  But no, I
don't blame you.  I really don't.  It was this crew that was behind it all.
I know that now."

   "I'm sorry," she said in a relieved voice.  "Really...  I'm so, so
sorry. I tried.  You know I tried to hold it off."

   "Oh hush," he said paternally as extended his arms to her.  Once he
embraced her, he smiled.  "In fact," he said, "I've been thinking that
maybe you should go on sharing yourself with the crew."

   Her eyes widened.  "You mean it?  Seriously?"

   "Oh yes," he said with a grin that was almost sinister.  "At least for
this tour.  We won't be able to get any more of your medication for another
year or so, and I know the stuff you have in our quarters is worthless.  So
please, share yourself with the captain and anyone else who would want some
of you.  Even sleep with Percival, if he asks."

   The two of them laughed.  Then he kissed her on the forehead before he
was led back to the brig.

   *****

   Colony 8765 was a thick jungle planet that was full of vegetation. 
Outside of the Polar Regions, there wasn't a landmass anywhere that wasn't
full of thick plant life.  The weather was always warm and humid, and there
wasn't a drought or patch of desert anyplace.

   But most of the planet was inhabitable.  The larger continents were
infested with poisonous and carnivorous plants that would eat any native
animal whole.  Some of the plants in those areas spray an acid-like pollen
that is strong enough to burn flesh.  With the exception of one large
island on the Southern Hemisphere, no humanoid creature could ever try to
survive on the planet.

   And that was where the crew of the C.O.  found the Shemels, thriving on
that large island.  The crew was surprised to see a welcoming party at the
freshly cut clearing for their space launch.  Even more surprising when the
crew found out that the entire welcoming party were comprised of beautiful
topless women.

   The Shemels were all humanoid in appearance.  Some of them had a beige
tint in their skins, while others had a green tint.  The tint was more
evident in their hair, which they all wore long and free, and the thick
hair on their forearms and calves.  Ensign Reed made the comment about
always wanting to fuck a "lion-woman", which wasn't too far from the truth
as the Shemels also had cat-like eyes and slight points to their ears.

   But these big-breasted "lion-women" were strict vegetarians.  They were
also far from fierce in their demeanor.  In fact, they were very forward
towards their guests.  Their soft hands would touch the men often and they
would smile, giggle, and then talk amongst each other.  They also fondled
Erica numerous times, which she found quite stimulating, but also
worrisome. Every time she felt hands cup her breasts, she would look for
Glen, but he would only smile proudly and tell her that everything was
okay.

   They were taken to the village, which was a series of huts made of wood
and clay built into the tall trees.  The largest of these structures
belonged to the queen, who greeted the off-world visitors herself at the
entranceway.  As was customary for all colonies, there was only one
translating device, and as the leader and representative of the planet, the
queen was the only one who could use this device to speak to the visitors.

   She introduced herself as Queen Lysa.  She was in the middle-years of
her life, which was evident in the three streaks of white down the back of
her otherwise golden-brown hair.  But while she was older, she was still
just as big-breasted and beautiful in her golden web-like gown.  One by
one, each of the crew introduced themselves to her, and she responded to
each member by giving them a long kiss.  When she got to Glen, she gave him
an even longer and more passionate kiss, which made Erica jealous.  But
then Lysa gave Erica an even longer kiss than the one that she gave Glen.

   Queen Lysa then introduced her daughter, Lytn.  Lytn looked like a
younger version of her mother, with big beautiful breasts and a flat
stomach and golden brown hair.  Lytn followed her mother's example, kissing
every member of the crew, giving the longest kiss to Erica.

   Erica quickly found herself flushed with emotion.  The women of the
planet were downright beautiful...  and she not only found herself
attracted to them, but jealous that they were getting the attention of all
of the men from the ship, including her husband.  But every time she wanted
to talk to her husband, Glen would be busy talking with Lysa.  So without a
translator, she tried to do the job she was contracted to do, namely study
the people of the colony.

   She quickly discovered that there was no sign of men anywhere in the
village, although pictures and drawings making references to men and male
phalluses.  She also discovered that every woman there had big breasts once
they became adults, but were flat-chested before then.  That supposedly was
the principal sign that a girl became a woman.  Erica had heard of
"late-bloomers", although she was big-breasted even as a teenager, but she
never heard of a "sudden-bloomer".

   The first chance she got, she talked to the queen, who by that time was
already very taken with Captain Kubrick.  Queen Lysa told Erica that there
were men, or "mel", there, but they were hidden very well.  "Just like
yours should be," she exclaimed with a giggle, "or else we would fuck all
of the time."

   Captain Kubrick gave a hearty laugh at the Queen's comments, as did
Erica.  But it did nothing to answer her question about the men of the
village.

   That night, there was a huge celebration in the Queen's quarters.  Fresh
and cooked fruits and vegetables were served, along with a sweet nectar
wine.  The women cheerfully fed the visitors, including Lytn, who took
great pride in feeding both Glen and Erica.

   "She likes you," Lysa told Erica.  "Do you like her?"

   "Oh yes," Erica said with a smile.  "She's very beautiful."

   "Do you want to fuck her?"

   Captain Kubrick almost choked on his wine.  The other crewmembers looked
around nervously.  Only Glen sat there with a smile on his face.

   Erica looked at her husband, and then looked at Lytn.  She really was
beautiful.  And she hadn't had sex with a woman since she got married.  But
to be bluntly asked whether or not she wanted to fuck the princess?  With
her protective husband right there?

   "Do you want to?" Glen asked.  "It's okay...  I want you to fuck her. 
As a matter of fact, why not make it a threesome?"

   "And you won't mind?" Erica asked.

   Glen shook his head.  "As a matter of fact, Captain, I think you'll be
pleased to know that the Queen and I made arrangements for every member of
the landing party tonight."

   Captain Kubrick turned to Queen Lysa, who smiled and nodded her head. 
Kubrick beamed.  "Why that's mighty nice of you, your highness.  And you
too, Glen!  Smart thinking!"

   And with that, each member of the landing party was taken in hand by a
lovely and voluptuous woman and escorted to various huts.  Queen Lysa
personally escorted Captain Kubrick to her private quarters.  And Princess
Lytn escorted Erica and Glen to her own room.

   The room featured a large circular bed that looked as comfortable as any
bed made on Earth.  The walls were covered with colorful fabrics and lit by
torches.  There was nothing else in the room.  No other furniture, no
closets, no cabinets, and no mirrors could be seen.

   Erica and Glen took turns kissing Lytn as they explored her young and
voluptuous body and slowly pulled off her green silken gown.  It didn't
take much to get her naked, as the gown seemed to fall right off her body.
Once she was naked, Lytn then started to pull at Erica's clothes.  Of
course Erica's Galactic Federation uniform was somewhat more complex than a
simple gown, and Lytn found herself simply wanting to tear the garments off
of Erica.  Glen helped the princess strip his wife naked, and then stood
back and slowly took off his own clothes as he watched the two women
explore each other.

   Glen had to admit that it was a huge turn-on to see his wife with
another woman, never mind one just as beautiful and just as big-breasted as
was Erica.  He was getting hard with anticipation, knowing that it wouldn't
be long before Erica...  and the other members of the crew...  found out
what he's known all along about these women.

   Lytn began by sucking on Erica's full breasts.  She bounced from one
nipple to the other.  All the while, her hand moved between Erica's legs,
finding her clit and began to rub it furiously.  Erica began to moan and
writhe about in delight as Lytn continued to masturbate her.  She quickly
brought Erica to orgasm, but rather than be pleased, Lytn found herself
perplexed.  She began to stimulate Erica some more, even kissing Erica's
hips and even licking Erica's clit.  Erica loved it, and was easily brought
to yet another orgasm.  But still, Lytn was not satisfied.

   Lytn turned to Glen.  "What is wrong with Erica?" she asked in chipped
English.

   "Nothing.  She loves what you've been doing.  Don't you, sweetheart?"

   "Oh yes," Erica said through her post-coital panting.  "I want to do you
now.  Can I, Glen?"

   "Oh, I think you should.  But first, I'd really love to have you two
take care of me."

   Lytn and Erica took turns sucking on Glen's cock.  Glen had not had sex
in well over a year, and it was clear that he needed to get off with all of
these beautiful women around him.  But he knew that he wanted one selfish
moment with his wife first.  After a few minutes of two-on-one sucking, he
spun Erica around on the bed and fucked her doggie-style with such ferocity
that he actually let out a roar when he climaxed inside his wife.

   Lytn had been laid back on the bed and was watching the two of them
fuck. She began to cup her heavy breasts and massage her own clit.  As Glen
turned to see the princess pleasure herself, he quickly pulled his spent
cock out.

   "Erica...  it's Lytn's turn.  Go make her happy."

   Erica had never seen such ferocity from her husband before.  It was as
if all that time in the brig had changed him.  She took a look at the
beautiful woman in front of her, then back at her husband.

   "Are you sure, dear?  You won't mind?"

   "No, go ahead.  In fact, you'll answer a few of your own questions about
their culture this way."

   Erica gave a puzzled look, then turned back to Lytn.  The princess had a
wild look to her, even more than before.  She gestured for the buxom
xenobiologist to approach her.  Erica did, starting with the young woman's
feet, skipping past her furry shins, and quickly moving up to Lytn's
crotch. Lytn's clit seemed even more swollen than before.  It was larger
and even more rounded, almost like....

   But Erica quickly dismissed that idea.  Lytn was a woman!  Maybe from
another planet, but she was a woman nonetheless.

   "That's right, darling," Glen told her.  "Kiss that lovely clit of hers.
She loves it!"

   Erica licked Lytn's swollen clit, sucking on it, even playing around it
with her tongue.  Lytn grabbed her breasts and moaned with utter delight.

   Glen watched with a perverse sense of pleasure as Lytn underwent a
transformation as his wife was pleasuring her.  Her soft body began to get
more toned as her muscles tightened.  Her eyes darkened.  She began to
grunt even deeper.  Erica looked up and paused.

   "Don't stop!" Glen commanded.  "Whatever you do, don't stop what's going
on!"

   Lytn's fingernails dug into the soft cushions.  She writhed about as
Erica played with and sucked on that swollen clit.

   "Put your mouth over her clit," he told Erica.  "Suck on that swollen
clit."

   As Erica did that, Lytn grit her teeth and let lose primal grunt.

   SHOOMP!

   Erica gagged as Lytn's swollen clit popped into her mouth and almost
down her throat!  She pulled back and gasped in surprise.  Lytn didn't have
a clit...  she had a penis!  A very large and very muscular penis!

   She turned back to Glen.  "She...  she has...."

   But Glen had a very sinister look on his face.  He grabbed his wife and
pushed her down on the bed.

   Lytn got on top of Erica and lined up her erect cock behind Erica.  She
entered her forcefully from behind.

   "Now you know their little secret," Glen said as he held down his wife.
"All the women here are really hermaphrodites!  They have both male and
female genitalia inside their bodies, but their cocks don't come out until
stimulated.  A good orgasm will usually do it.  That's what we found out
the first time that I was here!  That's why some of the women here have a
beige tint to them...  because the original crew fucked their mothers!"

   But Erica couldn't comprehend all of that information.  She was wailing
away in both pain and pleasure as she was being raped by this royal
she-male.

   "But I know that doesn't matter to you, does it, my little slut wife? 
All that matters is that it is a cock and you want it.  Well, here it is!"

   Glen let go, knowing that Erica's over-sexed Erosian body would keep her
in the throes of pleasure, and cancel out the feelings of hurt and betrayal
that she was experiencing.

   Silver sweat beaded down from Lytn's body as she thrust herself deep and
hard into Erica.  She looked even more masculine now, with her chest
muscles pulled tightly, and the muscles in her stomach, legs, and arms even
more defined than before.  Still, the way Lytn's breasts were able to
bounce up and down, and the position his wife was in...  that got him hard
once again.  He stepped up to his wife and stuck his cock out by her face.
She automatically took him into her mouth like a pacifier, sucking on it
with wild abandon.

   The sight of his wife being fucked hard by this she-male was just the
start of the payback.  He could picture all of the ship's crew - with the
lone exception of Percival, of course - having their way with the native
women.  Fucking them until they dropped.  And then having the women turn
around and doing the same to them!  Good old Captain Kubrick, fucking Queen
Lysa just like he fucked Erica...  then her turning around and showing the
captain her "mel".  Curtis Clear, Jack Reed, all of them getting fucked
hard in the only orifice the Shemels could find.

   But even that was just the beginning.

   The very thought of the extent of his revenge drove Glen to come inside
his wife's mouth.  Moments later, Lytn howled in primal delight as she
climaxed inside Erica.  Erica's whole body spasmed as the alien sperm shot
deep inside her.  Lytn's body softened, and as she collapsed on top of
Erica, Glen could see Lytn's "mel" shrink back up.

   Elsewhere in the palace, the first of the male crewmembers screamed in
agony.

   *****

   The crew of the Clockwork Orange was forced to delay the rest of their
contracted assignment when it was revealed that most of them contracted a
sexually transmitted disease.  Of course, it was impossible for them to
hide the fact that everyone, with the exception of asexual Percival, and
the devious Glen Johnson, had picked up this unusual disease.  They all had
a green tint to their skin, puffed lips, and unusually large breasts.

   Each of the men who had sex with the Shemals ended up being sodomized by
them when their partner's "mel" came out.  The sperm normally not only
induced pregnancy, but also enhanced the recipient's sexual organs.  That
was why all of the Shemals had large natural breasts after losing their
virginity.  And apparently it had the same reaction with humans, much to
the embarrassment of the horny male crewmates.  The condition also
magnified their sexual drive to an unbearable degree.  They had to
masturbate numerous times.

   Erica's condition was even worse physically than her male coworkers. 
Her normally large breasts were enlarged even further by the introduction
of the Shemal sperm, but fortunately she did not develop a male appendage.
Still, the much larger breasts made standing for any length of time next to
impossible.  She was forced to stay in bed.

   Glen was let out of the brig, but only because he and Percival were the
only ones who could maintain the ship without being bed-ridden or else from
dying from embarrassment.  The mere sight of their own new bust-lines
caused new pain in their groins of the affected men.  The plus side for
Glen was that he was once again the only one who could fuck his own wife,
and she was not able to go anyplace outside of their quarters.  For Glen,
it was the best part of the whole assignment.

   The ship was forced to stay at a Galactic Federation hospital station,
where doctors told the affected crewmembers that their conditions were only
temporary.  That brought some relief for their physical discomfort, but not
for their careers.

   The affected crewmembers were charged with having carnal relations with
inhabitants of non-aligned worlds.  Clear, Reed, and Kubrick were charged
with sabotaging Erica's medication and deceiving her into having sex with
them and with the rest of the crew.  They were also charged with violating
Glen and Erica's service contracts.

   Glen's charge of trying to destroy the ship was dismissed on the grounds
of mitigating circumstances, just as Captain Kubrick feared would happen
when the whole truth came out.  But Glen was also charged with withholding
information that endangered the crew, which he pled guilty to.  He got the
lightest of sentences, which was two months in confinement and a reduction
in two pay grades.  Clear, Reed, and Kubrick were found guilty of all
charges against them.  Clear and Reed were assigned to a ten-year clean-up
detail at the nearest all-male sulfur factory, where they both found out
there really was a fate worse than death.  Kubrick lost his command and his
pension.  The scandal destroyed any chance of him commanding a ship ever
again.

   A follow-up investigation of the colony showed that every Shemal who had
sex with the male crewmembers of the Clockwork Orange was pregnant.  Their
pay was docked appropriately for child support.  Once re-catalogued in the
database, the whole planet was placed under strict quarantine.

   Erica's contract was nullified by the whole affair, but she refused to
renegotiate for a new one when she found out that she was pregnant. 
Apparently her medication did more than just depress her sexual urges; it
also served as an oral contraception.  Fortunately for her, the child she
carried to term and delivered was in fact Glen's.  She was also quick to
forgive Glen for his devious actions.  She had to wear a back brace to meet
him when his two months were up, partly for her still-oversized breasts,
but also because of her swollen belly.

   Glen's contract was also nullified, but he was fortunate enough to find
a small family colony that was looking for an engineer.  The pay was more
than adequate for what was needed, and he had finally found an assignment
where nobody tried to screw his wife.
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