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Commission: Voyage of the Symbiant

By: Porville Sins

For: Cornel

Voska, the captain of the Symbiant, lay in the bed of their quarters. Their massive back-sail shifted out of the way, as the ship's pilot mounted them. The captain let out a loud grunt as the long-necked ankylosaurus/plesiosaur hybrid mounted their twin erections. She slid one into her pussy, letting herself sink slowly onto it. With a bit of effort and wiggling, which made the captain moan slightly, she finally got their other head into her tight ass. She set up a sloAw and steady rhythm, rising and lowering, careful not to let either head slip from its place. The dimetrodon's jaws clicked repeatedly as their pilot, first mate, and chief lady of their harem did her best work yet. Her tempo was slow, but the sensation was almost maddening. Without saying a word, the pilot slipped her long neck around, facing the other direction. Her tongue flipped out, running up and down both shafts after each thrust. The captain's eyes closed and their hips thrust. With a small moan, the captain came inside the young pilot. They pulled her body closer, her long neck now being used to clean the shafts thoroughly of any errant cum. "Best clean yourself off," The captain said, voice still shaking, "You know the control probe won't work near as well if you're all messy." They said, their head dropping onto the pillow. The pilot's long neck swiveled again, this time she locked lips with her captain.

"I don't suppose you're offering to help clean the mess you helped make?" She said with a giggle, wrapping her long neck around her captain's shoulders.

"Hmmm... Tempting," They said, nuzzling into the muscular neck.

Their bliss was interrupted by the small whistle on the com's module. "Captain," A small female voice said. "We've found something, I think you should come take a look at it. The Symbiant has dropped us out of warp, and refuses to move again without pilot investigating further."

Greskani the pilot sighed, she rose from the bed still undressed as they day she was born. "Coming, just got to get the sensor port cleaned out first." The plesiosaurus hybrid shook her head. As she walked into the bathroom, the captain whistled jokingly. Her body was long and sleek, the only real width to it being the spiked body in the middle, and the heavy ball at the end of her slender tail. She stepped into the shower, spreading her legs as the hot water poured out. Still aroused from the recent play, the saurian found herself cumming quickly. She washed up, her lips still slightly sensitive to the touch as she ran the warm sponge across their swollen surface. She sighed as she finished, disappointed at not being able to take the full shower she'd hoped for. All that was necessary was to get the sensor port free of any contaminants. She dressed in her flight suit. It was constructed of tight-fitting leather, which hugged every inch of her skin. It was a dark black polymer, filled with tiny electrodes that sensed every nerve in her body. The only opening, not counting the small eye-slit, was a gap completely exposing her lower lips. She looked at herself in the mirror, shamelessly admiring her own body. She walked out of the bathroom, finding the captain already bedding one of their other servants, letting her penetrate their pseudo-vagina, just under the twin shafts. She could smell the musk, and could feel herself getting wet again. With a heavy sigh, she left the room. She walked down the narrow corridor towards the bridge. The young gallimimus saluted her as she stepped onto the bridge. They were wearing a bridge officer uniform. It was similar to the captain's, made of cloth, loose fitting, the only difference being the small gap in the crotch of the outfit. They moved aside, letting the pilot take her seat. The pilot pushed several buttons on the console before leaning back in the seat.

A small metallic probe rose from the console, it had several hair-like threads protruding from its front. It swayed like a serpent, contemplating how to strike its prey. With a faint beeping, it dove towards the pilot's crotch. She shuddered as the probe invaded her, attaching to the most nerve-filled parts of her body, from there spreading into the base of her spine. The narrow slit in her face-mask closed, leaving her momentarily blinded. Soon, however, she began to see several windows floating in front of her vision. One contained images of a medium, class five planet, the others various information on throttle, warp-drive status, and engine function. With a sigh, she leaned back. "Okay, show me what's so important." She thought, knowing the ship would hear her. The image of the planet, a ball of mostly water with little land mass, grew larger in her vision. The ship began highlighting life signs, indicating several masses down below. Suddenly the view zoomed in, the ship's more powerful sensors taking over under the pilot's command. A near-spaceworthy ship was cruising in the lower depths of the planet's atmosphere. The pilot turned her head, looking into the various windows. Her mental avatar walked towards one of the consoles in her mind. She could hear the ship whispering faintly to her. She pressed the imaginary button, "Captain, the ship's discovered our first planet with not only life, but bio-technology!" The pilot said excitedly. The science vessel had been cruising idly now for five years, and this was the first major find of any significance. Near-space technology was rare in and of itself, but combined with biological technology, that was truly special. The pilot willed the ship to move closer, a feat requiring less effort than walking. The pilot carefully dodged a satellite, positioning the biotech ship within a stable orbit around the planet. The pilot was vaguely aware of the hand resting on her shoulder.

"Interesting indeed," The captain said, looking out the large windows on the front of the vessel. "Pilot, route images to the main viewing screen please, see if you can establish contact with the natives." They patted her shoulder, before sitting down in the central command chair, the mimus nervously sitting on his lap.

As the pilot attempted to reach the planet on the radio, her thoughts were interrupted by a loud and repetitive beeping. "Captain, we've got a missile lock. Payload is heading directly for navigation; shields won't be ready in time!" She said, attempting to out maneuver the projectiles headed for the hull. "Brace for impact crew, this is going to get rough!" She closed her eyes, knowing what was about to happen. She screamed in pain as the ship shook, her body detecting the damage to the ship via pain signals. "We've lost navigation completely, engines one and two are both offline, our orbit is decaying!" Greskani said, her head flailing as she attempted to read all the screens passing by her. "Our shield generator's out too, and a second payload is on its way!" The pilot watched helplessly through the sensor relays as the projectiles collided with the side of the ship. With a quiet sigh, the pilot fell unconscious at the console.

The captain stood, pushing her out of the way, and ordering the mimus to take over for her. They swallowed hard, as they sat in the chair. The probe made a small noise of protest as it dove into the hermaphrodite's slit. The young crewman didn't have as much control as the pilot did, lacking the full control suit, and the required nervous connections. The crewman whimpered, a burning sensation spreading within her body as the ship hit the atmosphere. The telltale flames leaping around the glass windows. The entire vessel began to shake, a computerized voice repeatedly calling out warnings of different types. The young crewman aimed the ship towards the water, and closed her eyes. With a loud mechanical wail, the ship slid across the water, skidding sideways as it approached a large island. The mimus let out a panicked shriek, pain surging through her body. The ship came to an abrupt halt; the mimus flew forward over the console. She swung on an arc due to the probe's attachment, and struck the side of the console. Her body hung limply like an old ragdoll. The captain rose from their new position on the floor, thanking their luck that they had avoided hitting any consoles on their way. They put two fingers on the mimus's neck. "I'm sorry." The captain said, closing the young mimus's eyes. They didn't even know their name. With a sigh, Voska walked around to the other side of the console, other than some minor bleeding from around her lower lips, Greskani appeared to be alright, though the flight suit made it hard to tell. All that was obvious was that her chest was still slowly rising and falling, indicating that she had survived for the moment. The captain walked to the console, the probe retracted from the opening of the slain saurian, embedding itself within the captain. "Attention all crew." The captain said, leaning back in the chair, "if you are able, please report to the bridge at your earliest convenience, we need a tally of the slain and a plan for the injured. Voska out..." They sighed, leaning their head down towards the floor. With a mechanical whirring, the probe retracted and slid back into the console. With a sigh, they stood up, scratching the itch the probe left behind. They shook their head, the faint whispering from the ship dissipating as the connection faded. The ship and her crew were both injured, that was plain enough to see. The captain knelt next to their downed pilot, they pulled a small scanner from its slot on the wall. The scanner came to life with a bit of protest. "Come on Symbiant! I need to check Greskani!" They shouted, punching the wall of the ship. The small scanner finally revealed the information Voska wanted. It showed the pilot's muscles, organs, and skeleton. Luckily, she escaped the same fate as the mimus had, her spine was intact despite the abrupt exit of the probe. Her body seemed intact other than four cracked ribs and some vaginal cuts and scrapes where the probe had undergone emergency retraction. Despite some pain and discomfort, Greskani would be fine. The captain thanked whatever higher power existed, and moved the hybrid saurian gently into the center of the bridge. The crew wasn't large, as the ship was a lower tier research cruiser, only counting twenty all together. That number was now reduced to at most nineteen. The captain waited for the crew to get themselves together, multiple life signs still showing within the ship. They entered a command on the console. There was a loud mechanical thud, followed by the dull whine of several rockets taking off. The rescue drones climbed towards space, the ship's own coms signaling more locally.

Slowly, the crew began to file onto the bridge. All totaled, twelve crewman survived, of those four were barely clinging to life. A hadrosaurid and stegosaurus hybrid approached. She mostly resembled the hadro, but she had several large plates running down her back. "Captain," she said feebly, attempting a salute, "news from engineering is bad, our primary reactor is completely dead, engine one is completely missing, and two and three are virtually irreparable. We're dead in the water captain, our only hope seems to be waiting for rescue."

The captain nodded, rubbing their temples woefully, "Anyone from the infirmary here?" They asked, looking up at their assembled crew.

Another dimetrodon stepped forward, they were smaller than the captain, wearing the white robes of a medical officer. "Aye captain, chief nurse here."

"Where's the doctor?"

"She was thrown into a medicine cabinet, we couldn't retriever her as the infirmary is still filled with deep, electrified water."

"I am sorry to hear that, what other bad news do you have for me?"

"Well captain, we only retrieved enough supplies to make the critical comfortable, and perform basic first aid. The rest of the supplies are stuck with our doctor..." The nurse's head hung sadly, as they traced the floor with their foot.

"That's not your fault, get back to the wounded." The captain sat back in the chair again. "Engineering, this place is obviously hostile, find anything you can weaponized and do so, understood."

"Yes captain, the light beam welders are basically modified laser pistols, it should be easy enough to convert them back." With a mutual salute, the engineer left.

The captain rose quickly to catch the nurse, "Oh and bring something to treat pilot's ribs! We need her back up as soon as possible, at least to fly the lifeboat!" The captain said, the nurse made a faint noise of acknowledgement, then continued up the stairs. The captain sat back down again, on the floor next to his first officer and his favorite harem member. They stroked her gently before carefully undoing the flight suit. "It's okay, Greskani, rest for a while." They said, as the pilot groaned. After Greskani was made more comfortable, the captain sat back at the console, watching the few remaining scanners do their work. A ship was approaching, fast and low. From the size, and the occasional blips appearing as escort, it looked like a bomber. The captain reinserted the probe, so that they now had ship-wide communications. "Engineering, see what you can do to get the shields up, or employ some sort of counter measures. Looks like whoever sunk us has come to finish the job." The captain set about, trying to will the ship's damaged systems back into action, even though the feedback was extremely painful. Finally, Greskani woke up, she ran to the auxiliary console, inserting a second probe into herself.

"Captain, what's the situation." She said, panting heavily. She was struggling to put the flight suit back on for maximum control.

"A bomber's on approach, judging by these readouts." Voska looked over, Greskani had succeeded with a lot of effort, but she was now as much a part of the ship as the console they were sitting at.

"I'm getting a reading from engineering, shields are operational, but barely. I can give you and the crew enough time to abandon ship if I channel several systems worth of power directly into the generator. I'm afraid I won't let you argue captain." She said, a camera panning to look directly at the captain's open mouthed face. With a nod, Voska sounded the alarm. As the crew got outside, Greskani saw another wing of ships inbound from the opposite direction. "What the hell?" She said confusedly. The only thing that was certain is that the ship would not survive this attack. She closed her eyes, and began willing the shields to gorge themselves as much as possible. The generator in the engineering bay spun up, wheezing loudly as it strained. Greskani could feel the generator working as the familiar tingles surged through her body, as the shields surged over the hull. Yet each wave of familiar safety was followed by an almost period like pain. She just had to hold the ship together until the lifeboat was cleared.

Voska and the rest of the crew stood in the small attached vessel, looking skyward through the glass windows. A large ship appeared over the treetops, the smaller ships buzzing around it protectively, like drones to the hive. The captain looked at the monster of an aircraft, it had a large round front that had three tendrils tapering off the back. The engines made a loud roar as the ship hovered above, the smaller ships were long and sleek, they possessed several small, winged segments that writhed as they orbited the guarded vessel. One of the small serpentine ships buzzed down close to the dying ship, a blue cone of light traveling just in front of the craft's nose. The lifeboat was starting to get ready for takeoff, the captain hesitated to push the throttle up with the possible hostiles orbiting overhead. After two or three orbits around the ship, the serpentine ship landed, the coils curling up under the cockpit. Two creatures got out of the fighter, walking towards the Symbiant. Finally, Voska gunned it, the small lifeboat began to hurtle skyward shaking as it gained altitude. The boat's path was blocked by another wave of ships, less pristine looking, with large fixed wings shaped like a crescent moon. Not willing to put his crew in danger, Voska halted the ascent, turning back towards the fallen vessel. The radio picked up two voices grunting angrily at each other. One of the crescent fighters made a sharp turn close to the tree tops, landing next to its serpentine counterpart. Voska landed back in the docking bay. They turned around, the crew was hugging each other, looking from the window to the captain. "Greskani," The captain said, hailing the bridge, "Symbiant catching any of this?"

"Yes actually... It says... One of them, the Cetica, thought it was a... Selachi ship... I don't know exactly what that means, but I'm guessing it's their factions... "

"Anything else, besides just this obnoxious arguing?"

"Yes, they're hailing us. They wish to apologize, they see our ship is unarmed, and wish to make it right. They're asking us to lower our shields and let their envoys aboard." The pilot said. She used the remaining sensors to look around the outside of the ship, two black and white creatures, with long snouts stood outside the shield's perimeter, to their right was a large creature with a T-shaped head, they were locked in a two against one argument. "I don't know captain, what do you think? I'll keep the shields online until you tell me otherwise."

"If you can, hail the large ship up there, ask what it's doing here."

Greskani went quiet, her voice being directed upwards towards the large, floating vessel. She came back a few moments later, "They said they're a repair ship, they only possess defensive weapons. Basically they're a floating shipyard. Their scans reveal compatible technology, and they want to prevent our ship from dying."

"Ask them if they've got an infirmary onboard." The captain said, heading back towards the bridge.

Again Greskani's voice disappeared. "Yes, they have an infirmary, big enough to hold about four people."

"Lower the shields, if there's even a remote possibility of getting our wounded treated, tell them we'll send our lifeboat up to meet them."

Greskani sighed with relief as the pain, which had been growing in intensity, faded from her. The safe tingling went away as well, leaving her with just a numbness, the ship not even producing the comforting and familiar warmth she was so used to. It was like every nerve within her own body had been disconnected. The ship was dying, and she could feel it happening slowly around her, and through herself. The figures approached, the exterior door opened, allowing the creatures to enter the Symbiant. The interior doors opened in series, guiding them towards the bridge. The three beings arrived onto the command floor, Voska stood before the central most console, Greskani was still bound to the ship. The Cetica solders, two dolphin shaped soldiers colored in black with white patches, kneeled before the captain. The other soldier was tall and muscular, he possessed gills which had two large tanks of water strapped to them, his head was that of a hammerhead shark, though his body was that of a great white. The Cetica soldiers spoke first. "We are sorry, we thought you were Selachi filth!" The dolphin said, lifting his head to look at the captain. The Selachi hissed at the other two, baring his sharp teeth.

"Calm down, my crew is in need of medical assistance, this is no time for fighting." The captain said calmly.

Greskani's long neck shifted, as the probe disconnected from her nether regions, leaving her free to move again.

"I have set Symbiant to automatically translate their speech, but she's dying, so I don't know how much longer this will hold out."

The Cetica soldiers stood to attention, "We will assist in the repairs and healing of your ship and crew. We were the ones who shot you down, upon realizing our mistake we came to make it right."

Despite his hatred for the Cetica, the Selachi nodded, "Shooting down an unarmed ship is dishonorable. And we of the Selachi feel partly at fault for what happened here, our superior repair ship is in bound to assist you." The shark said, aiming that last part directly at the Cetica.

"As long as we get flying again, that's all I care about. Now, do you mind telling me what's going on here?" The captain said, leaning back against the console.

"You happened to come to our world at a time of civil war... The Selachi and the Cetica have engulfed this world in flames. Because the Selachi feel themselves entitled to rule the planet!"

"Your people have held power for hundreds of years, air breathing scum!" The shark said, his voice gurgling slightly.

The captain shook his head, "War is a bitter and painful word, one which my people haven't heard for a long time, not since we abolished the male sex at any rate. Our society became about the more wonderful things in life, sex and new found pleasures. That's actually why we came to the stars, to expand our worldly experiences, and open our bodies and minds to new forms of pleasure and indulgence." The captain laughed slightly, "Of course the first interesting planet we find shoots us down, and reminds us that violence exists elsewhere. Thank you for that at least." The captain said, now with a very serious look on their face.

The dolphins looked at each other, whispering quietly. The shark stood bubbling, watching the two mammals skeptically. Finally the two Cetica soldiers broke their hushed conversation, they turned to the captain. "When we have repaired your ship and made it space worthy again, we would ask that you teach us of your world's ways. Perhaps, by following your example, we might find the peace and knowledge we need for a better, shared world." One of the dolphins said, directing his gaze at the shark with those last two words. With a bubbling sigh, the shark nodded his agreement. "It is settled, but first there is much to do!"

With a loud roar, several smaller ships descended from the large one in the center of the cluster, most of the smaller craft were now finding landing spots around the Symbiant, marveling at the space faring vessel. The Cetica technician's descended, being greeted at the door by the two soldiers. They informed the technicians of what they had already learned about the people within and waved them aboard in a hurry. The captain watched as their injured crew members were taken to aid aboard the Cetica vessels, while the medics marveled at the hermaphroditic crew members. Both Cetica and Selachi watched with fascination as Greskani demonstrated the neural link technology, guiding them in the repairs of the ship. She was pleased when the core was repaired and that familiar warmth of a living ship being connected to her returned, free of pain. It took months for the Symbiant to get repaired, Selachi and Cetica both working side by side, learning much from the newcomers. As the repairs finished, the Cetica and Selachi captains invited the Sauris captain to be an honored guest at a peace conference, and spread the wisdom of their people. They accepted whole heartedly.

The time came, and Voska and Greskani dressed in their best outfits, loose white robes wrapped around tight fitting leather. They walked together into the ship's lifeboat, taking a couple crewmembers with them, another pure female, and another hermaphrodite. They wished to keep the numbers even, so that equal opinions could be shared. Greskani plugged in the small probe from the shuttle, less warm but just as familiar as its parent. Two ships appeared in the sky above, one long and serpentine, the other a compact crescent moon. The shuttle flew up to join them, and they flew together towards, what the compass identified as, the west. Greskani's vision was replaced by the shuttle's sensors, and was displayed on various "screens" within her mind. She was awestruck by the island they had landed on, not being able to see much of it before. The sands were varying colors, and the water was a pure, deep blue that seemed to go on forever. She sent a couple of these images to the captain's screen, turning her head slightly towards him, even though her body's vision was occluded. "I'm glad we landed here, despite everything that's happened. This place is beautiful."

Voska nodded, "Indeed it is, hopefully tonight's summit goes well and this planet will be spared from further violence." As they spoke, the captain rolled a small vial back and forth in his fingers. It contained a clear serum, the serum that had successfully eliminated the male sex on their planet, and war along with it. They looked up from their thoughts, eyes widening as they took in the sights out the window. They only wished their view was as complete as Greskani's. A large conch-shell shaped tower rose in the center of a city full of tall, narrow buildings that shimmered pink in the setting sun. Even though the obvious signs of war were all around, the shattered buildings, the craters of bombing runs, and the groups huddled in the streets, the city still held a dazzling radiance. As if even the violence of the past couldn't suppress the hope of tonight. The serpentine and moon ships flew low to the tops of the buildings, people cheering them as they passed, longing to be done with the constant struggle, and eager to explore the ways of these new friends from the stars. The shuttle landed in the town square, people gathered from all sides to see these strangers in person, Selachi and Cetica alike. There were sounds of awe as Greskani and Voska stepped from the ship, several hands reached out, attempting to touch the captain's large backsail, or stroke the pilot's neck. The two Sauris looked at each other, not knowing what else to do, they waved to the crowds that assembled around them, following and pressing towards the large capital building. At the top of a large staircase, the Sauris were greeted by two larger figures; one had the large rounded face of a bowhead whale, despite the size and proportions of a dolphin. The other appeared to have the body of a tigershark, while two thick flaps draped from his back like a natural cape, his tail was long and whip-like.

"Greetings visitors, I am Chancellor Ruka, and this is Chancellor Histram." The Cetica said, in her low pitched voice.

The Selachi merely bowed, his eyes scanning the Sauris crewmates. He extended his arm, indicating the open doors. "Won't you please come in?" He said a sharp-toothed smile on his face. The captain looked at the Selachi hesitantly before nodding and walking inside. Once the four Sauris were inside the capital, the large wooden doors were shut.

Voska, Greskani and the two crewmen had to take a moment and just admire the inside of the building. The base of the conch was a wide room, filled with several offices that had walls made of various colored glasses edged with golden trim. The room was decorated with several paintings of old sailing vessels that gradually evolved into the modern ships sitting in the town-square next to the Sauris's own. The Cetica chancellor cleared her throat, indicating the ornate spiral staircase in the middle of the room. Still looking around, the Sauris mounted the stairs and headed upwards. At the top of the stairs they found themselves under a circular ceiling with holes in four sides. They could hear the nervous murmur of voices on the other side of the holes, and it peaked Voska's curiosity, they turned to Greskani and it was obvious she felt the same. The Cetica chancellor motioned them through one of the holes and they stepped outside. They were in a small pit with another staircase leading to the floor above. They climbed from the dark pit into a bright room filled with noise. The seats on both sides of the room were packed with various hybrids of sharks on one side, and various cetacean hybrids on the other. The air was tense. All talking in the chamber came to a halt once the Suaris appeared above the stairs. Again the captain and the pilot smiled and waved nervously. The Selachi chancellor let out a gurgling snort as he walked to his chair in the center of the circle sitting close to his people. The Cetica chancellor gave the crew members a gentle pat before she joined her colleague. She didn't sit immediately, instead she held both hands up. Any remaining talking came to an abrupt halt. "My friends of Cetica and Selachi, we have good news today! These strange young ones from the stars have touched our world and brought with them a new promise for peace." The gathered audience started murmuring again. "They say on their planet that war is no longer. Their ships don't carry weapons to the stars, and former tools of war have been reborn into tools of peace and construction." The crowd began to get excited, yet there were those who were unsure of the Suaris's intentions.

Finally the Selachi chancellor spoke up, asking a question that everyone wanted answered, but no one dared ask. "And how, Chancellor Grist, do they propose to bring peace?" He said, rising and letting his cloak of skin fold around him. "Tell us this Captain Voska, and maybe we'll all feel a bit more at ease." His smile was that of a dangerous predator, who found his prey captured. Chancellor Bristan of the Selachi didn't want peace, and he was skeptical of these outsiders as well. "Please, sit and tell us more." He gestured to a group of chairs in the center of the room.

With a hesitant half-bow, the captain and their crew walked towards the chairs. They grabbed Greskani's hand momentarily, sharing a look of mild fear. As Voska's crew sat, they cleared their throat. "Cetica and Selachi, we eliminated war on our homeworld and we can do so here. If you'll allow us the chance! A group of scientists, tired of violence and hatred, came up with a solution." Voska pulled the small vial from their pocket. "This solution is a gene therapy, it completely alters the male body into a hermaphroditic form. In doing so it eliminates some of the primal urges that come with surges of male hormones, and what used to be a toxic masculinity. Our lives have become more about exploration of our bodies' pleasures, and the pleasures of the universe. All thanks to this one vial, a single injection and the tiny nanites disperse the gene altering chemicals throughout your body. You remain fertile, remain able to mate, but your more primitive and violent instincts are eradicated." Voska smiled and slid the vial into a small hypo gun. "Does anyone want to volunteer for the cause, prove that life is better?" He turned, his crew nodded in agreement.

There was a faint laughter, gurgling and quiet at first, though it became a full bodied boiling laugh soon enough. Chancellor Bristan stood and looked around the room. "Surely none of you believe this? These aliens wish us to lose our masculinity, our pride. They wish us to become merely castrated cattle for their bidding." Bristan rounded on Grist, "You invited these beings and their strange ways here. Your race is pathetic, claiming to want peace, but by what means? You will make us docile and meek, while you stride around intact and unchanged?"

Grist stood, facing down her counterpart. "I never said that, the Cetica and the Selachi alike will both undergo this treatment. I thoroughly believe what the captain says, and what their crew have said too." She gestured to the small assembled group. "I've already had two technicians undergo this treatment, and they have reported an increased happiness, both physically and mentally."

Bristan growled, his water tanks bubbling. He hopped over the banister surrounding the chancellor's chairs and rushed towards the Sauris's chairs. "Lies and deception! If no one else will stop this folly, then I will. Perhaps after your crew sees you torn to pieces captain, they'll leave before they have a further chance to taint this world!" The Selachi made a diving grab for Voska. Greskani reacted faster than they had a chance too, her massive, heavy tail colliding square with the Selachi's side, knocking him to the floor. She grabbed the needle from Voska and embedded it just beneath the tanks of water. The Selachi writhed on the floor. "WITCH! How dare you attack..." He went silent momentarily, his body curling on itself. His features slowly became more feminized, the subtle bulge in his pants diminished slightly as the rest of the room watched on in a mixture of horror and curiosity. It took a good ten minutes to complete, the entire room deadly silent the whole time, save for Bristan's moans and whimpers as his body shifted. They stood up finally, their clothes draping in places as the fat had redistributed elsewhere. Bristan looked at their hands, less square and wide, now more narrow with longer and more delicate fingers. They looked at the skin cape, and into their trousers, at their mildly expanded breast and backside. Finally Bristan looked up from the changes. They walked slowly forward, putting a hand on Voska's shoulder. The chamber was filled with gasps and flinching. Bristan opened their mouth, voice a half octave higher than it used to be, but still quite deep. "I am sorry. My head feels clearer now, and my previous actions seem rash and brutal. Please, forgive me." Bristan knelt at the Suaris's feet, the Selachi side of the room was filled with shouts of confusion, while the Cetica side exploded with cheers. Never in their previous life had Bristan asked anyone for forgiveness, especially for a 'rash and brutal action'.

Voska helped Bristan to their feet, a mutual smile between them. Greskani leaned her long neck forward, looking the shark directly in the eyes. "I am sorry chancellor, my reaction was also a little more extreme than intended."

"It's alright, you meant well towards your captain and crew. A Selachi cannot fault you for the honorable protection of one's own." They said with a bow. Finally Bristan turned to the crowd at large. "I see the world differently, even in just this brief time. There is truth in what these newcomers said. We shall feast tonight, and by tomorrow, we shall start the gene therapy for all. Is that agreeable with you Grist?" Bristan asked with a smile.

"Indeed my Selachi friend, indeed. Newcomers, please consider staying with us a while, even though your ship may be ready to sail amongst the stars, we need your help here upon this soil."

"Well Greskani's our pilot, so it's up to her when we leave." The captain said with a small laugh.

"I think we can stay around a while, besides, we haven't fully 'explored' this planet and its pleasures yet. Let us begin with their food, I was so excited I skipped breakfast." The long-necked Sauris said with a small giggle. Voska patted her on the side.

"Yes Chancellor Grist, I think we shall stay a while. Enjoy the food and people of this planet. Hopefully we can learn from you as well, your culture and your people, while sharing our knowledge."