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Brian let out a loud yawn as he made his way back onto the utility bridge that connected the ship to the space station they had recently docked at, one hand covering his mouth while the other carried the bag of sundries that he had purchased while at port. It was only going to be a small layover before the interstellar ship would push off towards its next destination, which was a different planet that specialized in scientific research that had made some sort of breakthrough. Though what that breakthrough could be didn’t really interest the fox in the slightest it did mean that they would be seeing more work in the sector as people would no doubt flock to the destination in order to see whatever scientific boondoggle they had achieved. For him though it just meant a bigger paycheck and hopefully more time off in the future as he swiped his identification card and gained access to the crew section of the ship.

As he made his way back towards his own personal quarters Brian stopped when he heard something that was rather out of the ordinary. At first he thought it was something that was coming from the vents but as the sound grew louder the more he walked he found that it was taking on a rather distinctive noise that he knew. When he pinpointed it to a large closet that was tucked away in the corner of one of the corridors he couldn’t help but smirk as he heard what he imagined from the sounds as two of the male crew going at it with one another. He thought about possibly spoiling their fun with a quick knock and running away but the last thing he needed was to get involved with something that would get him in trouble, walking away and going down the hall to get to his own room.

The quarters that were given to the engineering staff weren’t exactly lavish and he had to bunk up with one other person, though it seemed that he was probably still on shore leave at the moment. Since they didn’t have to report to work until pre-check most stayed out until they were practically dragged back, which was mere hours before the ship would be prepped for launch. From what he had heard there was still fuel being pumped into the generators and even then pre-check wouldn’t start until all the remaining supplies were loaded in. At this point though the small station held little more interest to him and the fox decided to go to the crew lounge and see if anyone was interested in playing some sort of game.

As he got to the lounge and saw that it had a few people in it Brian couldn’t help but feel that there was a strange energy in the air, like something was going on that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. At first he thought that maybe it was just the anxiety of finally getting to their destination but as he walked by he noticed that the lounge had several different groups all keeping to themselves. While it wasn’t unusual for friend groups to sit together there was a strange vibe with a few of them; one side seemed to be playing a large game of poker but was whispering to one another like they were sharing some sort of secret, the other side was near the gaming area and were being quite loud about it. Perhaps that was it, Brian thought, the strange dichotomy gave the room a weird feeling as he used his crew card to buy himself a snack.

When Brian got back up from retrieving the item he found that he was no longer alone as he saw the cheetah man behind him waiting for his turn. “Hey Dennis,” Brian said as he stepped aside to allow his fellow engineer through. “You back from shore leave too?”

“Yeah, backwater station like this is only good for refueling,” Dennis replied before he looked around and turned back to Brian. “Hey, you notice anything strange going on? I was in my room and Xan, my roommate, he was just looking me up and down like I was covered in mud. When I asked him what his problem was he just shook his head and told me to just mind my own business before he left.”

“Yeah, room is a bit thick here too,” Brian replied. “Feels like something is going on that no one is cluing us in on yet.” As the other man nodded they both found that someone from the more boisterous group came over and asked the both of them if they were in the comms division. The fox shook his head no but Dennis nodded and said that he was a part of that team, which caused the raptor that had approached to smile before saying that there was something he needed to talk to him about.

Brian just let the two of them go and tried to figure out what he was going to do for the remaining time before pre-check. Part of him wanted to just go back to his room and wait it out but that was a rather boring endeavor for the time that he was off of work. As he mulled over the possibilities he noticed something out of the corner of his eye and saw that the cheetah had left the snack that they had paid for in the bin. Though there was the momentary urge to claim a free item he didn’t want that kind of karma, the fox grabbing the bag of food and heading out the same direction that the other two had gone.

With people starting to return back onto the ship the hallways were starting to get more crowded, but it was still relatively empty in the engineering section as he went to where he guessed that the cheetah and raptor would be. There were only a few places that one could have a private conversation and one of them was the comms section of the bridge due to that being where messages of both public and of a sensitive nature went through. As soon as he got to that section of the ship he looked through the window and found that they were both there, just not in the condition that he had thought they would be. His jaw dropped slightly as he saw that the raptor had stripped down his suit down to his knees and had the cheetah bent over a railing with his hips thrusting forward into him.

What the hell was going on with everyone being so horny, Brian thought to himself, but as he was about to leave and just eat the snack himself he began to see that there was something unusual going on more than just two crew mates having sex. With his eyes being drawn to where the action was he noticed that the raptor’s maleness looked very strange, at first he thought that it was some sort of weird lube but the more he watched the more it looked like he was dripping some sort of green slime or goo with each thrust. His member was also almost unnaturally huge too to the point where he could see the lower stomach of the cheetah bulge out with every thrust, though as his eyes were drawn there it looked like the white fur of his belly looked almost swollen. The distended flesh seemed to slosh about like he was already filled with cum, but what really drew his attention was the same green goo was also dripping out of the raptor’s mouth and from one of the ears of the cheetah.

Soon more of the translucent substance began to drip out of the maw and eyes of the feline, and as his tongue flopped out from his mouth Brian’s eyes widened as it was nearly two feet long and was stretching and swelling like there was something inside of it. That was enough for the fox to turn and run to find someone, anyone to tell about what was happening. As he got around the corner though he bumped into someone else and as he fell to the ground he saw the wolf looking down at him in concern. Brian recognized him as Xan and as he started to say that something was happening to Dennis it just caused the lupine to look up and then grab the fox to hoist him up to his feet.

“You didn’t see anything,” Xan said, grabbing onto the fox’s muzzle when he tried to protest and holding it shut. “You tell anyone what you just saw and the only attention you’re going to attract is the wrong kind. Now go back to your room and wait until we launch, then come to me when you’re on lunch, and DO NOT try to contact me on the floor.”

All Brian could do was nod his head and as soon as the wolf let go he walked past him without another word. As the fox was left there by himself he couldn’t think about what to do with the information he had just been given along with what he had just witnessed. He had just seen one of the crew practically leaking a strange green goo and seemed to be pumping it into Dennis to mutate him. Part of him still wanted to say something but as he walked back to his room the more he realized that Xan was right and the only thing that would do was probably get him a trip to the medical station unless he could prove it.

For a few hours all Brian could do was stare at the ceiling and try to process what was happening, the only sounds being made was from eating the snack he realized that he still had on him when he had fled from comms. As much as he would love to go to Xan in order to figure out what was going on, if something happened to Dennis it was likely the wolf was going to be implicated as his roommate. What was going on around this place… but as he tried to shake his head of the thoughts he got the notification from his computer that it was time to do the pre-checks. He wasn’t quite sure how he was going to do it without looking freaked out but he knew it would be worse for him not to show up as he zipped up his engineering suit and went into the desk.

The time from precheck to launch felt like years to Brian as he attempted to do his job while not freaking out. When he had first gotten to the engineering bay the first thing he saw was Dennis standing there with the others with a big smile on his face and talking like he usually would. It was hard to believe that it was the same feline that was practically oozing out from every orifice a few hours ago, and when he managed to sneak a peak in the comms room it looked completely clean. The fox found himself scratching his head as it felt like what he saw had never happened, though whenever he looked over at Xan who manned the engine calibrations panel he saw the lupine’s glare practically burn through him.

Eventually the ship got out of the station and began the long trek through deep space in order to get to the final planet in their destination. While normally that was met with relief since that meant that they would go from all-hands to shift schedules it just caused the fox all the more anxiety. How was he supposed to go about his normal business when he saw something happen like he did and was then sworn to secrecy? Fortunately both he and Xan were off on the first shift and he could finally get some answers, though as he was about to get up he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulders and looked up to see Dennis standing there.

“Hey Brian,” Dennis said with his usual smile, though Brian wondered if maybe it was a little too big? “I know that I got pulled away from talking before the shore leave was over but I was wondering if perhaps you’d want to hear something that I found out on the station? I promise that it’s going to blow your mind when you hear it.”

As Brian felt himself manually blinking all he could imagine was the green goo that he had seen dripping down the cheetah’s ear and found himself shaking his head. “Sorry, I really have to get going,” Brian said as he got up from his chair, trying not to make a mad dash as he saw the raptor out of the corner of his eye looking at them. “But why don’t we take a rain check on that, yeah? Maybe head to the holosuite when our shifts line up.”

Though it was clear that Dennis did not like that there was only a momentary flash of anger on his face before it returned to the big smile. As Brian looked back over at the raptor he saw that they were gone and it made him wonder if there was something being planned for him or if they would move on to the next crew mate. It would help if he knew what it was he was looking for but with Xan being his only hope of answers he needed to meet with him. Despite that he found himself going to the commissary first and then through the passenger quarters as though just walking about, trying to avoid other crewmates while not looking weird about it since he wasn’t sure just how many were like Dennis and the other crewmate.

Once he was sure that he wasn’t being followed Brian double backed and went into the crew quarters once more. Even though he knew that Dennis was on-shift right now he still knocked to make sure that Xan was there and the cheetah wasn’t. After waiting for a few seconds the fox began to get anxious and was about to try and call up to the room when he heard the computer relay the wolf’s voice to ask who it was. Brian knew that he could already see who it was but just shrugged and said that it was Brian coming to talk about what they had discussed earlier.

Not long after the door opened and Brian walked inside, to which he heard the door shut behind him and immediately lock. That wasn’t a good start, the fox thought to himself, and he wondered if perhaps they had gotten to Xan too as they saw the wolf sitting at his desk. “While you were a bit obvious about it all you did pretty well hiding what you know,” Xan said. “Did Dennis say anything to you when he made contact?”

“Yeah, he said he had something to show me,” Brian replied as he slowly walked into the room. “Let me guess, I would have ended up bent over a railing with my jumpsuit down just like him, right?”

“Actually, they would have probably put a gooey parasitic creature in your ear to take over your brain and make you into its host,” Xan replied as he slowly turned around. “And then yes, so that they could hasten the progress of your body being transformed by it they probably would have pumped you full of goo to catalyze it. From what I’ve seen if they just have the parasite in their heads they tend to act strangely because they’re still assimilating the host and that’s how the first few people figured out something was wrong.”

“Wait, you’re talking about the people that were playing cards,” Brian said, Xan nodding as he got up from his desk. “But if there are others that have seen this why not go to those that are higher up? Why did you let us leave the station when we could have gotten out of there while we still could?”

“Because we don’t know who is infected and who isn’t,” Xan replied angrily. “If it wasn’t for the fact that I know your roommate is in the brig and I can keep watch over your door I wouldn’t have this meeting with you either. You saw Dennis, any one of them could be one of these goo aliens in disguise.”

Brian found himself nodding as Xan continued to pace back and forth, watching the wolf as he seemed to be in deep thought. “So then what do we do?” Brian asked. “What are their plans?”

“From the sounds of it they want to infest the entire planet that we’re heading to,” Xan replied. “Not because of the technology, but because it’s about to become a hub where every planet worth its salt will want to send people in order to find out about this new discovery. If the goo aliens manage to infest this place then they can spread wherever they want, maybe even take over the entire galaxy, but if we can get out the call and tell people that this ship is infested with parasites then we can make sure that they never get to their destination.”

“I see… oh, that’s probably why they took Dennis,” Brian stated. “He works in comms, he’s probably there in order to make sure no one does what we’re planning. But if they can just put one of these parasites into someone, why not just do it to everyone and take over the entire ship?”

The wolf just shrugged at that and as he walked back to his desk there was something that was bothering Brian about Xan that he couldn’t quite place. It was like something at the tip of his tongue but as the lupine continued to go on about the plan to try and disable the engines to enter into sublight speed so they could send the message he finally got it. He realized it was something that Dennis had said about the wolf when they had talked previously, that Xan was super self-conscious about himself and would be fully dressed even while he slept. As the wolf paced back and forth however he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts and didn’t seem bothered at all that there was a stranger looking at him.

The sudden revelation caused Brian to gasp despite himself and before he could stifle it Xan turned and looked straight at him. The fox suddenly found his mouth dry out but as he glanced over at the door he remembered that it was currently locked. That only left the commlink that he would have to get to first and he was sitting while the wolf was standing. Even though he knew he wouldn’t make it Brian decided to go down fighting and made a lunge for the commlink…

…only to instantly get brought down to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Since he wasn’t not the strongest of crew mates and it seemed like Xan was putting in serious time in the gym he found himself unable to get out of the hold that he was put in. For a few seconds he attempted to feebly try to get out but eventually the only thing that happened was his shirt had somehow gotten torn off and he had become a panting mess. With his escape attempt rendered a failure Brian just squeezed his eyes shut and waited for whatever gooey fate was in store for him… and waited… and waited…

When it was clear he wasn’t going to become an alien his eyes opened and he turned to see the yellow eyes of the wolf staring at him. “Are you quite done yet?” Xan asked, though his voice sounded a bit different. “Because if I’m going to have to restrain you like this we’re going to get nowhere in a hurry.”

“You’re... you’re not Xan,” Brian managed to mutter, which caused the other creature to chuckle.

“Very good,” Xan replied as he let the fox go. “If you hadn’t figured it out by the time our conversation was over I was going to petrify you and figure the rest of this out with someone else, but since you seem to be at least somewhat the observant type then we can continue on. My name is Galiren by the way, and I would appreciate it if you keep this a secret between the two of us.”

“Uh, yes, of course,” Brian said as he watched the one that was possessing the wolf go over and put his shirt back on. “Why though?”

“There’s a lot of potential for that question,” Galiren replied, his voice becoming deeper and more gravely the longer he talked. “To answer it as much as possible I’m here because my boss doesn’t want to see this planet and potentially the galaxy become infested with goo monsters, I’m possessing Xan because he was the first open vessel I found, and I don’t want you to tell anyone because if anyone is looking out for people that are infected they may think I’m one of them. So now that we’re done with that we have engines to disable and a distress call to make.”

Though Brian still had more questions on what was going on it seemed that Galiren had no more time for questions and after getting fully dressed motioned for the fox to follow him. The two left Xan’s room and began to make their way down the hall back towards the engineering bay, but as they walked about it was hard for him to do so like everything was normal. From what he had seen and what Galiren had told him anyone could be infected with this strange alien goo parasite. Brian could feel his eye start to twitch as he looked at anyone and everyone to see if they smiled a little too big or maybe had a residue around their mouths and ears as they got into the engineering bay.

Once more Brian found himself having to act like everything was normal as the two walked towards the ship’s primary engine room, the fox trying to avoid Dennis as he saw the cheetah working about like normal. As he glanced up before they went inside he wondered just how many people the feline had infected, especially since comms usually had a fairly small crew. At this point the entire department might be infected and that would make getting the distress call out much harder. But at the moment the concern was dropping the ship out of light speed; if they were still in the quantum corridor that was created when they moved at this rate then there wouldn’t be any way to get out a message even if they managed to get control of the radios.

As they got into the main engine room Brian saw that there were a few people that were mulling about, but with Xan being one of the crew that worked in the area it didn’t strike anyone as odd that the wolf was there. He was a slightly different story though and as they were about to head into an auxiliary corridor in order to try and divert the fuel lines they suddenly found they weren’t alone. “Hey Xan,” the red-scaled dragon asked as Brian found him getting stared directly at. “What’s he doing here?”

“I thought I would show him the cooling coils,” Galiren replied, Brian merely nodding in agreement. The dragon seemed to relax at that and nodded, then asked if he could come along since he had diagnostic checks to do there. At first the fox thought that the possessed wolf would rebuke him but to his surprise he was invited to come with them into the small room.

“Brian, this is Corvi,” Galiren said as he motioned to the dragon. “He was one of the first that seemed to notice something was off and started telling the others.”

“Yes, we were the first off and first on after shore leave and noticed that Michael, our fuel line technician, was acting strangely,” Corvi explained as they made their way down the utility hallway. “After a while he stopped but I saw him in a very compromising situation with another crewmate and then a third, something that I had never seen Michael do before. I thought about reporting them but I began to see the other two acting the same way he had and for a few brief moments it was like they were possessed, then acted normally again.”

“So Michael might have been the first,” Brian stated before he looked at Galiren. “Does he know, um, about…”

“That Xan is possessed by an interdimensional gargoyle creature that is here to stop the goo parasites?” Corvi spoke up. “Yes, I am aware.” Brian felt himself grow slightly embarrassed at that even though it was a valid question, and as the two spoke about how Michael has not been seen lately he just tried to get his head wrapped around what was happening. Right then he was just living in the moment though as Galiren and Corvi moved them through the utility hallways to the emergency reactor drop panel, which would cause the ship to immediately lose light speed and also make it so that they couldn’t go back into it.

That also meant they would be essentially stranded in the middle of space with a bunch of parasitic goo aliens that were on the ship, but Galiren said that he could take care of that later as long as they didn’t set foot on that planet. When they got to the reactor core however they found that it wasn’t unoccupied, and as the dragon and wolf both stopped Brian heard one of them say that it was Michael. Brian felt his heart skip a beat as they were looking at the back of the head of the potential patient zero as the cobra man continued to work on a control panel which was the one that they needed.

Galiren and Corvi whispered back and forth that they needed access to that panel in order to eject the core, both of them turning back to Brian as they said they needed a distraction. The eyes of the fox widened slightly as he found himself basically recruited to distract the infested creature so that the two could get at what they needed. Since he didn’t work in the engine bay the dragon stated that it wouldn’t make sense for one of them to risk themselves since they were both needed to do what had to be done, and though Brian frowned at that Galiren patted him on the shoulder and said that with the three of them it was unlikely he would try anything. Though the words offered little reassurance Brian just nodded and went over towards the left of the cylindrical room while the other two went the opposite direction.

As Brian approached the cobra his mind raced with what he could possibly say in order to keep him busy. Did he pretend that maybe he was infested too? No, if they could sense their own then it would be a dead giveaway that he was down here to stop them. Instead he went with the tried and true method that might get him out of the reactor room for good and as he approached he could see the other man’s body stiffen slightly.

“Hey, I’m not sure if you have radios off in here or something,” Brian said. “But there’s a meeting for all engineering techs and we’ve been wondering where you are.”

Though Michael seemed to be aware of his presence he didn’t move an inch from his position. “I’m busssy…” Michael said, though his voice seemed oddly… wet, like he had just finished drinking a glass of water right before talking to him. “Come back… later…”

Something was definitely not right here, Brian thought to himself as he felt himself take a step back as he noticed something was dripping onto the console. “They could uh, could really use you up there,” Brian said as he could hear something akin to a growl come from the other man. “I’m not supposed to come back without you.”

Michael suddenly stood up and turned to face him, and as he did the fox nearly tripped backwards at what he saw. The cobra’s entire muzzle looked like it was made out of some sort of gelatinous substance and was sticking out of a more scaley one while the eyes of the serpentine creature were solid orbs of goo. “I’m not… coming up…” Michael said, though as he spoke his unnaturally long forked tongue stretched out of his maw as more of the green goo oozed out of his mouth. “You will… tell them that…”

“I… I think I can give the message,” Brian said as he continued to back up as the other two slid their way towards the panel and began to work. “You know what, you can stay here, I can see now that you’re busy. I… holy crap… I will just tell them that you’re under the weather…”

Suddenly the fox felt himself fall backwards as he tripped over a pile of loose tools, landing on his rear as he saw the infested creature continue to approach him. The front of his flight suit had been ripped open all the way down and he could see that not only had his scales started to melt together but a pair of goo tentacles were pushing their way out of his stomach towards him. Those were nothing though compared to the snake’s groin; whether he started with a hemi-penis or not he had two thick translucent cocks that were wavering in the air, and as they continued to approach they could see his tail loop around as well with the completely translucent goo tip opening like a flower. With Brian’s back against the wall there was nothing he could do but put his arms up in a feeble attempt to defend himself from the mutated creature.

Just as the infested cobra was about to pounce at him though he suddenly fell to the floor, and when Brian looked up he saw that the dragon was behind him and had grabbed onto his tail. “Get out of here!” Corvi shouted as Brian saw Galiren hop over the downed creature. “He disabled the ejection protocols!”

As the fox scrambled to his feet he saw the cobra do the same, but as Corvi was about to knock him back down again the leg of the creature kicked back and knocked him against the wall. Brian’s eyes widened as the infested creature got up with surprising speed and before he could even react had pinned the other man against the cold steel. The dragon shouted at him to go before the infested cobra’s tongue darted up and pushed into his muzzle, which caused Corvi to let out a muffled grunt and try to shake his head to get it out. The gooey appendage made quick work filling his muzzle though and as it bulged slightly with something that traveled into it the dragon went from struggling to having his eyes roll back into his head while his body began to tremble.

A heavy hand against his neck caused Brian to jump before he was yanked back through the containment door that was sealed shut behind him. “So much for that plan,” Galiren grumbled as Brian found himself dazed, the small window that could see into the reactor room showing him that the dragon had regained his composure, or rather the thing inside him had gained control, and that goo was leaking from his nostrils and ears just like he had seen with the cheetah. “Bastards must have infested someone that knew the plan, with the reactor in play we’re going to need to disable the engines themselves.”

“Wait, what about Corvi?” Brian asked as he found himself getting hurried down the utility hallway.

“As you could see we don’t have Corvi anymore to rely on,” Galiren replied. “But at least we can see why they’ve not infested the crew all at once, their host bodies can only hold onto that form for so long before they start becoming more alien in nature. I should have seen that coming given my own condition but I suppose that’s why they say hindsight is twenty-twenty and all that.”

When Brian looked at Galiren in question the wolf stopped and quickly unsealed his jumpsuit before stripping it down to his hips and turning around. As the fox looked at Xan’s back he could see that a large patch of fur that would have run down his spine was replaced with smooth gray stone. It was something that he hadn’t seen when they first met and Galiren explained that his presence will cause the transformation to intensify the longer that he’s in a host. If that was the case, Brian thought to himself, then that’s probably why the goo parasites were being so selective… if Michael was the first one and his body already looked like that then by the time they got to the planet anyone that they made a host would probably show those kinds of symptoms.

But Brian had no idea when the others were infested and with Dennis being right as they got out of port they couldn’t afford to try and just stall them until everyone started showing, especially since then they might just take over the rest of the crew. With the reactor ejection off the table Galiren said that they needed a different way to get out of light speed, and as he listed off a number of items that Xan knew about that could cause it Brian stopped him and realized he had a way. It wasn’t fun but he said that with him being in the electrical department he could get them into the power relay rooms and overload the systems. The only problem was that it required someone else from electrical to override the system safety measures and at this point anyone could be infested.

Galiren shook his head but said it was the only way that they were going to do it and that he would have to choose one of the three that were also in his department that he could trust. “Hey Galiren,” Brian asked as they made their way to the power control station. “Since these goo creatures seem to infest people the same way you change them with your possession is there anything else that you can tell me about the process from your end?”

“Well, let’s see…” Galiren said as he tapped a finger against his lupine snout. “Not possessing someone for a while causes the changes to revert, and like I said if I stay in a body too long at one time the transformation accelerates. Oh, if it gets far enough that they turn to stone they become temporarily petrified, and I suppose certain types of stimulation speed up the process with sexual being the most effective. Also I suppose the longer I possess someone the more my own personality bleeds through if I’m trying to mimic them, but not sure if that’s prudent here.”

“Alright, I think I have an idea,” Brian said as they got to the power control room and he tapped on the screen to put in his code, though as he got to the intercom function he sighed and shook his head. “This is going to be fun to explain…”

About twenty minutes later Brian found himself staring at the other three members of the dedicated electrical team, and after having just explained what he needed them to do all of them were giving the fox a confused and somewhat incredulous look. “So let me get this, just, let me get this clear,” the raccoon officer said as he waved his hands in the air. “We’re going to deliberately sabotage the hyperdrive by overloading it, but before we can do that you need to… give us each a hand job?”

“Well, when you put it like that,” Brian said with a sigh as he rubbed his forehead with his fingers. “Listen, I can’t explain too much, but I’m pretty sure that what we’re trying to stop has infested at least one member of each department to keep tabs on things. If my theory is right this will help us figure it out.”

“I don’t really know how comfortable I am with all this,” the lizard man stated as he looked at the other two. “I feel like I’m being pranked here.”

“Yeah, you’re saying that us whipping it out is going to find out if there’s an alien traitor or whatever among us?” the jaguar said as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Maybe if I was back in college I might do this again but I’m not going to get stroked off in front of a bunch of guys.” As the other four guys looked at him the jaguar glanced back at them in question before the raccoon asked about the word again. “What, it was college, you’re saying you didn’t do stuff?”

“Anyway,” Brian said as he attempted to get the three back on track. “The reason that we’re doing this as a group is because if the traitor does decide to show themselves then it’ll be better to have four people on one instead of the alternative, or even if there are two in our midst.”

“What if all three of us are infested with whatever this is?” the raccoon asked.

“I imagine then we’re screwed,” the lizard man said with a slight chuckle.

“In more ways than you think,” Galiren replied from where he leaned back in the corner.

“Look, if there was another way to do this I would do it that way,” Brian said to cut to the chase. “We’re already halfway to our destination and if we don’t do something soon then this thing will make planetfall and we just unleashed these goo parasites on the entire galaxy. So let’s just do this and hope that the only thing that comes from it is me looking like an idiot jerking off three of my crewmates.”

While the others still had reservations, the fact that the biggest of the group was standing next to the control module and the implied severity of the situation eventually made the raccoon crewmate relent and start to undo his jumpsuit. With one of them doing it the other two followed suit until all three of them had their cocks out in the open air. Brian tried not to sigh internally as he was about to do something very awkward to people he worked with and as he went up to the raccoon first the jaguar commented that he needed to whip it out too if they were going to be like this. Brian just shot him a look and then wrapped his fingers around the shaft of the first man, feeling it throb in response to the stimulation.

The other three watched in rapt fascination at what might happen as Brian moved his hand back and forth, and while the raccoon was reserved earlier about the task he started to hump his hips forward as he was stroked. A few droplets of clear pre began to drip from the tip and for a second it caused the fox to pause, but with no other signs of infestation yet he decided to just use it for additional lube and made the other man groan. As he did it he wondered just how much stimulation it was going to take, or if this was going to work at all. If the infested knew that this would expose him wouldn’t they have already attacked, or were they so sure that it wouldn’t that they decided to risk it?

Brian was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t realize that the raccoon had tensed up, only to let out a loud groan as he orgasmed with thick white cum spurting out onto the floor. The jaguar clapped and the raccoon told him to shut up as he panted, then asked if he passed whatever test was going on. The fox told him to hold on and that he still needed to see the other two first. With the raccoon sitting down to take a breath Brian moved onto the lizardman, who was significantly thicker than the first man and was already half-hard.

At least that would make things easier, Brian thought to himself as he began to stroke. “You’re… not bad at this…” the lizard man commented as he let out a snort. “Maybe we could have a more private session after this.”

“Let’s see how this goes first,” Brian replied, which caused the jaguar to snicker as the cock the fox was stroking got to its full length. As he continued to watch for any signs of infestation the raccoon once more mentioned if this wasn’t just some sort of joke while he noticed that the feline had started to play with himself. At least one person was going to be easy to do, Brian thought to himself as the large cock he was gliding his hand over began to drip, though as he got to the root and gave it a squeeze there was a sound between the man’s pants that caused him to pause.

It was a gurgle.

When Brian looked up at the lizardman in question while the others watched the crew mate said that he just didn’t have lunch, but as he began to speak his words were getting slightly distorted as it looked like he was starting to drool. As Brian was about to say something he felt the cock he was holding begin to wiggle unnaturally and looked down in shock to see that something was pushing out of the tip. It was a gooey tentacle and as it began to bloat out his increasingly prehensile member the lizardman’s entire head began to shift and swell from something underneath it that pushed out the scales. As Brian gasped and darted backwards the lizardman surprised the jaguar next to him by grabbing his head and plunging his transforming tongue right into his ear, the gooey appendage pushing into the feline’s skull as the look of shock on the other man’s face melted into pleasure and his eyes rolled back into his head.

The jaguar was still stroking his cock as the bulge of the goo parasite pushed into him while the lizardman continued to ooze the same gooey substance out of his own nostrils and ears, and as the raccoon darted to his feet and shouted what to do Galiren yelled to push both infested out while he hit the door mechanism. With more of the gelatinous substance starting to pour out of the quivering feline’s maw and nose the three took advantage of the infested lizard man’s conversion of the other creature to knock them both out of the power control station. As the door closed behind them Brian looked out the window and saw that the gooey cock tentacle of the lizardman had already started to push inside the tailhole of the jaguar that still had the tongue wiggling inside his ear, the feline’s maleness starting to swell and grow as he was turned into a host of the alien goo parasite.

“Holy hell!” the raccoon said as he quickly zipped up his suit before putting his hands on his head. “What the hell just happened!? What was that thing?!”

“We already told you that,” Brian said as he wiped his sticky palm off of his own flight suit as Galiren locked the door. “Now do you see why we have to stop this ship? At this point we’re the only ones that can stop the engines, and if we don’t then within the next few hours that’s going to happen to not only everyone on the ship but the planet we’re about to arrive at as well.”

“Yeah, no, you had me at goo aliens putting a tentacle in my brain,” the raccoon said as they got to work on the override for the power regulator. “What are we going to do once we overload the engines though?”

“Comms is probably a lost cause by now,” Galiren commented as he watched the two work. “We’re probably going to have to go to the bridge, and at this point it would be a race. Once you take down the engines and they figure out they have no way to get into the planet before they become like Michael then they’ll take over the ship and hope to infest the one that comes to tow it.”

Great, Brian thought to himself as he put in the access codes to the electrical grid, there were two creatures just outside the door and they had to get all the way from the back of the ship to the front. The bridge would also probably be locked and they would have to get special access, and if the goo aliens infested any of the bridge crew then they would already be too late. But if Michael was the first and only started spreading right before they took off then it was unlikely that they could get to anyone with that high of status before the voyage started and probably wouldn’t risk exposure to someone that could stop the ship or call out a distress signal. At least that was what he hoped as they finally made it to the regulator controls and punched in his code to disable it.

When the second prompt came up the raccoon nodded and put in his code as well, and as they saw the confirmation message that the regulator was disabled they immediately sent a power surge into the hyperdrive. The entire ship shook and rumbled as it was forced back into real space and for a second Brian through with how badly the ship vibrated that they were going to shake apart. But after a few moments the sensation passed and as they saw warning lights go across the board it was clear that they had done their task, though the surge had also knocked out a few other systems as well. Once they locked the controls so that no one could go in and fix what they had done, save for the head of engineering that was on the bridge, they put up a red alert signal that would hopefully cause the officers to pause and contain themselves.

As soon as they were gone Brian peeked out the window and saw that the two infested crew mates were no longer there with only a puddle of green goo to mark their previous presence. Galiren opened the door and allowed the three of them to get out into the red-lit hallway. They immediately went for the bridge and as they passed by the engineering bay they could see that there were several of the crew that were being bent over their work stations with those behind them pushing their muzzles against their ears or mouths, seeing the cheetah with one of the other engineers in a headlock while their tongues were shoved down so deep in their maw that they could see the other man’s throat bulging out.

They were starting to take over the ship, a sentiment shared by the other two as Brian tore his eyes away from the scene and made their way to the bridge. At this point they were going to be overwhelmed and nothing was going to stop the goo aliens from getting what they wanted, which meant they were going to have to get that distress call out so no one would come within a hundred leagues of this ship. As they got past the crew section to the passenger side that made up the middle of the vessel they could see that it wasn’t just contained to the workers of the ship while passing by several open doors.

The two managed to make it to the front of the ship relatively unscathed, though more than once they had to avoid a crew mate that tried to get them into the safety of a panic room only to see them drag someone else in as goo dripped from their maws. They were infesting their way to the bridge, Brian gathered, probably to overwhelm them with sheer numbers. When they got to the front they could see the blast door was already down and that hopefully meant that the infestation hadn’t reached there yet. While they tried to be stealthy about it the three could see shadows moving further down the corridor and knew that they would have company soon.

“This is the bridge,” the commlink responded after the third time of Brian pushing it. “We are currently in a red alert and have commenced lockdown procedures.”

“Yeah, I was the one that raised it!” Brian practically shouted back. “We need to speak to the captain so that he can send out a distress call that will put this ship into quarantine!”

There was a tense silence before a different voice came over the intercom. “This is the captain,” the new voice said. “Even if we believed you we’re getting reports that you were the one that overloaded the engines, how do we know that this isn’t some sort of attempt to take over the bridge?”

“Just check the cameras!” Brian insisted. “They’re infesting everyone right now so that they have the means to get through this door and get to you!”

“The cameras are currently down due to the power surge,” the captain replied. “If you want to prove it you’re going to have to give me something.” Brian found himself gripping at his ears as he tried to figure out how to convince the bridge that they were telling the truth, but with the aliens taking over the crew and the reports coming in probably conflicting with what they said it would be a tall order. There had to be some way to show them, and as he looked up at the ceiling he saw something that he thought might work.

When he asked if the bridge cameras for the door still worked and got an affirmative response he asked Galiren to give him a boost so that he could get up there and take it off the ceiling. While he heard the captain tell him to stop that he just shook his head and pried it off the metal, and when he saw the wires that were attached to it could be extended quite a distance he breathed a sigh of relief and got back down on the floor. “Alright, I’m going to show them the proof that they need,” Brian said as he clutched the camera. “If they let you in then get that distress signal out and have them seal the bridge, alright?”

“Wait,” the raccoon said as he suddenly grabbed the camera. “You two know what’s going on more than I, and if you hadn’t pulled me from the engineering station I’d be one of them anyway. You just make sure you don’t forget about me once all this is done, alright? I owe you one anyway.”

Before Brian could say anything his fellow crewmate ran down the hall with the camera, the wires sliding out of the opening as he turned the corner towards the sounds of the infestation. The fox looked over at Galiren and when he shrugged his shoulders all he could think of doing was pressing the call button once more. There was no response on the other side and at first he thought that maybe he had done something to interfere with comms, but after nearly a minute of tense waiting they heard the mechanisms attached to the door begin to lift the heavy metal. As soon as there was enough room for them to go through they got to the other side and as it closed behind them they saw the main viewscreen of the ship had a view from a camera laying at its side that showed the raccoon on his knees with a thick gooey cock shoved into his maw as his ears and nose oozed out a similar substance.

“I’ve been the captain of an interstellar vessel for years upon years,” the older horse man said as he turned his head away from the scene and motioned for another officer to shut it off. “I’ve never had anything like this on my ship before. Who would think that there would be an alien goo parasite outbreak when we were just making a routine stop to refuel?”

“That’s probably the entire point,” Brian said, seeing the captain shake his head before they saw the blast door shake slightly. “What the hell was that?”

“They’re trying to override the door controls,” a bear man that was nearby reported. “I keep locking them out but they’re somehow trying to do it mechanically, though considering how tight those controls are it would be impossible to manipulate.”

“Unless they’re made of goo,” Brian stated as he turned back to the captain. “I know that you’re the only one that can bypass the comms station and send out a pulse distress signal, you need to make sure no one touches this ship or probably that station we were just at.” It was clear that the captain did not like the decision that was being presented to him but as the rest of the crew watched in stoic repose he went down to his chair and typed a few buttons on it.

“Hello, this is your captain speaking,” The horse said with a sigh. “I am hereby quarantining this ship under executive action and have sent out a pulse distress signal with this status. While we are working to solve the problem that caused this I ask that everyone please remain calm and stay in your cabins if you can, and whatever you do don’t open them until myself or someone of authority says so.”

After that the captain relayed a similar message on the distress pulse; as Brian saw it go out he breathed a sigh of relief as they had made sure that the goo parasites couldn’t get to their destination. “Alright Galiren,” Brian said as he turned to the possessed wolf. “Now that we stopped them from invading the planet how do we save the crew and everyone on this ship?”

“Save?” Galiren said with a slight chuckle before patting the shocked fox on the head. “I said that my task here was to make sure that the planet you were heading towards wasn’t infested, and thanks to you that mission has been accomplished. I didn’t mention anything about saving you or the crew and that’s not what my boss sent me here to do.”

Those within earshot including the captain found their jaws dropping as Brian just stared in disbelief. “But… that can’t be it,” Brian stammered, jumping slightly as the door that kept the creatures at bay began to open of its own accord. “You can’t just leave us here to be infested by those things!”

“Actually, that’s exactly what I’m going to be doing,” Galiren replied as the smirk widened on his muzzle. “Cheer up, from what the boss says this was probably his best batch yet, he looks forward to seeing what comes of it. But I really must be going, while the party is just getting started here I can’t really be sticking around.”

Brian darted forward and grabbed onto the wolf, but he saw the head of the lupine roll forward briefly before suddenly coming up and looking around in confusion the fox could sense that he was looking at Xan. As the wolf asked what the hell was going on there was a loud wrenching sound and the infested crew and passengers came pouring in, pouncing on everyone including the captain as they tried to get away. With nowhere else to go Brian attempted to duck away and get towards one of the access vents as a fully mutated goo cobra pounced on the confused wolf, only to feel a heavy weight on his own back. When he managed to squirm around Brian gasped as he looked into the eyes of the cheetah, only to see that they had been replaced with translucent gooey orbs.

“Hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time,” the infested feline said as goo drooled down onto the fox’s face, his eyes widening as he saw his tongue starting to lengthen as it turned semi-translucent to reveal the squirming gooey parasite within. “I think we need to have that talk now…”

Back at the SHIFT Institute in the Damage Control room the black and blue feathered phoenix leaned back in the chair with his hands against his head. “I don’t know why Sera keeps having trouble with cleaning up his own messes,” Slypher said as he used his toe claw to click on the button that stopped the live feed of that particular timeline. “Not only did I get to see my newest creations in action but I also prevented this timeline disturbance that he got all bent out of shape about. I rule.”

As Slypher continued to lean back he suddenly found a shadow cast over him and as he looked up he saw the face of a very irate draconic sabrewolf standing over him. “Hey boss,” Slypher said with a smirk on his beak. “Told you I would fix your problem.”

“First of all, you’re in my chair,” Serathin said as he took his foot and grabbed the back of it before pulling it down the rest of the way and causing the phoenix to tumble over. “Second of all, the only reason I even brought you in was because it was a problem that YOU caused when you released another version of those damn parasites, and then to top it all off you just created a ship of gooey alien creatures in a timeline that’s going to be floating around aimlessly!”

“Not as aimlessly as you might think,” Slypher replied, though seeing the nostrils of the hybrid flare as he got up from the ground and brushed himself off changed his tone slightly. “Relax, the crisis has been averted, I still get my toys, and the best part is that no one is going to know the difference. You really should be thanking me for doing your job for you, if you need any more help just let me know.”

“Oh, I’ll make sure to let you know the next time I need you,” Serathin said as he pointed to the door after picking up the chair and sitting down in it. “Now get out, I’m already in enough trouble as it is.” As Serathin settled in he saw that it was still on the case file that Slypher had accessed, the one sent to him to try and fix after it was found out that his alter ego was involved, and it prompted him to stand up once more. “And stop accessing my things!”

Serathin let out another snort as Slypher stuck out his tongue and as he got back to his screen he saw there was an urgent e-mail from his old supervisor and as he slowly turned back up he saw the naga glaring at him while pointing in the same direction that he had just given to the phoenix.

This can’t be good…

Serathin once more found himself in the small room that he had been summoned to only a few days before, the draconic sabrewolf tapping his claws against the table while he waited. He still didn’t know why he was there and his former supervisor was nowhere to be seen, at least not until he heard the door open and saw the bull walk through it. “Sorry for the delay,” Murray said as he moved over and sat down across from him. “Had to get some last-second paperwork finished up before I got here.”

“No problem,” Serathin replied. “So why am I here?”

“The higher-ups at the SHIFT Institute have decided that they are going to be reinstating you to your previous status,” Murray said as he took out a familiar identification badge and slid it to Serathin. “As of right now you are no longer part of the Damage Control team and will be reinstated as a SHIFTer immediately.”

“Oh, that’s great!” Serathin stated as his look of concern shifted to a grin as he took his card back and tossed the one for Damage Control onto the desk. “They finally realized how much of a badass I was and that they couldn’t live without me?”

“Actually Elenor is the one that initiated the transfer,” Murray explained as he crossed his arms over his chest. “It seems that of the ten cases you got you managed to not only not solve the problem that was given to you but somehow made each situation so much worse with your involvement. Not to mention with your little alter ego running around causing problems it was decided that you should be in a place where you do more good than harm and leave the clean-up to those that know what they’re doing.”

There was a moment of pause as the information that he was essentially getting fired from the Damage Control sector sank into the hybrid before he shrugged. “Still a win for me,” Serathin said as he put the card in his pocket. “If that’s it and my timelines are unfrozen I should probably get back to it.”

Murray held up a finger that prompted him to stay and as the draconic sabrewolf sat back down he saw him pull out another electronic tablet. When it was set in front of him Serathin saw something that was somewhat familiar to him; it was the company insurance policy, something that still baffled him that they had but he rolled with. As he scrolled down the terms and conditions the bull explained that they had to make a few changes that those in management felt would be necessary. For Serathin he didn’t see anything that was different… at least not until he got down to the end.

“Wait a second…” Serathin said as his eyes narrowed at the words on the screen before they widened once more. “I’m being classified as a natural disaster!?”

“Only for the sake of any damages you do,” Murray replied simply as he sipped his coffee.

“I’m… not sure how I feel about that,” Serathin stated as he scrolled down to the end. “Wait, there are two dollar signs next to the amount here.”

“Hmmm, must be a typo,” Murray said. “Well then, why don’t you go ahead and sign it and we can get everything squared away.”

Though Serathin wasn’t really sure he appreciated the classification his eagerness to get back to what he did best prompted him to sign the tablet. Once he was done Murray told him that was all and to stay away from the Damage Control area. After hearing that he was effectively banned from part of the SHIFT Institute he took his old badge and made his way back into the main area. While he was glad he wouldn’t have to face the wrath of the naga it still made him feel a little bad that he got his credentials back because of his poor performance.

A few minutes later Serathin was sitting at a table in the food court, his fingers still rubbing over his badge as he heard the sound of a tray being set down next to him. “Congratulations,” Slypher said as the phoenix sat down with a smirk on his beak. “Hear you got your old job back.”

“Yeah, because Damage Control doesn’t want me within a hundred yards of their facilities,” Serathin replied as he looked up and frowned slightly at the phoenix. “No thanks to you by the way, you probably did as much damage as I did while I was there.”

“It wasn’t a good fit for you,” Slypher replied nonchalantly as he began to eat. “Some know how to keep order, others only know how to cause chaos. We are of the latter, but just because we don’t really take well to mitigating such things doesn’t mean we’re not useful. I’m sure if they thought that you would have gotten the boot instead of getting reinstated to your old position.”

“Having a fractured timeline helps I’m sure,” Serathin said with a sigh. “So now what do we do?”

“Well… you have quite a few timelines that you inserted yourself into,” Slypher explained as his grin grew wider. “It would only be prudent to do some more… research on them…”