The Junker
What can I say? I had been working on the ship for about 3 months and it wasn't half bad. The ship travelled the galaxy, delivering cargo to a small space-station just a couple of lightyears from Neptune. The scientists had to eat, right? By the way, I'm Ferris. I'm a single, 18 year old of a tall and lanky build with short brown-blonde hair and a pair of stunning crimson-red eyes that I got from working too close to a Racton Generator a couple of years back, in my old job. Now I'm a full-time engineer on The Junker, a large and fairly successful cargo ship originating from...woah. Sorry. A habit from writing so many personals-ads into the Galactic News Boards. Anyway, the job was pretty good. I worked very little, just sitting and watching the reactor in the ship and making sure that the cargo was secure. It was kind of boring, now that I think about it. Nothing ever happened. Why am I talking in past-tense? You're going to think I'm crazy. But it happened! Just listen...
It was a normal day on the ship until the Head Scientist called us. We were more than a little surprised: he wanted us to deliver a specimen from Neptune to a Sci-Colony on one of Jupiter's moons. It would pay a lot and we might've been able to afford the new Neuro-Net Computer! The Captain chatted eagerly as the Comm-Screen shut off, "This is our big break, men! We nab this job and deliver the thing to that colony and the Neuro-Net PC is ours! With that thing, we might just be able to let Ferris take a day off! That thing can run an entire ship by itself, you know!"
We all laughed at this. I did more work than most of them did when it came to ship care. We raced off in The Junker and didn't stop 'til we reached the station, The Argo. We docked (making a few other Cargo Cruiser Captains angry, since they were also after the huge money amount) and rushed inside. The H.S. explained to us that the specimen was under no circumstances to be seen by any of us. Par usuale', we agreed and loaded the huge cage-crate aboard. The rest of the team went inside the station again for some lunch, but I had to care to the cargo. One thing about me: when it came to my cargo-bay, I was a neat-freak. I began my usual chore of scrubbing it head-to-tail with a special personal-touch. I didn't use a Techo-Cleaner. I used one of the ancient cleaning devices: a mop. It was a bit archaeic for this duty, but I felt it did the job better. A bucket of water and the mop and I began washing the cargo-bay. It was totally empty, except for the cage-crate, so I got to clean up some really dusty spots. I stood humming to myself as I kept cleaning. I was in a really good mood. I was so absorbed in my cleaning that when the ship was rammed-into by another ship, I didn't even notice. Most cargo-bays were made to tilt on an anti-grav axis to avoid shifting the cargo in the artificial gravity, so when the other ship hit, thanks to an angry captain, I didn't even feel it.
A few hours spent cleaning and I decided to head up-front to the bridge to see if the Captain was back with the others. I found the bridge empty, as well as the rest of the crew-quarters. I was starting to get worried, so I went to the air-lock and was about ready to open it when I saw that there were only flowing stars outside. No station. No crew. No Captain. Only space. I was lost in freaking space. I was alone and lost in space. Well, I thought to myself, not alone exactly. I looked back at the cargo-bay door. I still had the possibly blood-thirsty specimen. Yeah, there's always a bright side. If I went crazy, I could just get myself killed opening that crate. I could imagine it in my head, me opening the door and yelling, "Come on, boy! Come and get your dinner! Eat me quick, though, or I might try to escape!" I laughed silently and shakily to myself at that prospect.
I slept in the cargo-bay that night, after failing to be able to call any ships. The damn Comm-Unit was broken in the impact, apparently. The life-support was still intact, as was the energy supply. Sadly enough, the life-support had only enough power after the impact to keep me alive for 6 more hours before oxygen, pressurization, gravity, and air-moisture were shut off. I was going to die a lonely and young man. I really hated my life at that point. I sighed quietly and sat in silence. I heard something rustling in the cage-crate behind me, but I ignored it. Until, that is, I heard the faint voice. It was barely a whisper, but it was there. A feminine voice, to be sure. Whispy and amazingly clear. It began to get louder and I understood some words, "Help...free...lonely..."
I looked around quickly, a bit frightened. There were stories that space-sirens haunted areas of the solar-system. I calmed down when I found the voice was coming from the crate. A trick by the creature inside? Was it that smart? It was the first Neptunian creature captured before, so they didn't have much info on it. I listened closer as the voice became stronger, "Please...help me...free me from here. I only wish to return to my home. I'm so lonely and scared."
It was a pretty damn erotic voice. Kind of like a Fifth-Nebula Stripper. You know, sultry and sexy, without being too slutty. Sounded like a hot babe, to me. I was pretty-much ready for any surprise, so I sighed and typed in the lock-code for the cage door. It hissed as the hydrolics kicked in. The door hadn't opened by a couple of feet when something shot out past me! It looked to be a huge snake or eel of some kind, as it dashed through the door leading to the crew-quarters. I only caught a glimpse of red-scales as it's tail whipped through the slamming metallic door. I raced after it into the empty ship. Thankfully, they had stopped using ventalation shafts in the mid 2040's, so it couldn't get out through one of those. I checked each room quickly, then locked the door behind me as I left them. I finally reached the last door: the Captain's Room, which was a huge chamber, according to the other crew. The Captain liked his room to be biggest in order to be the most comfortable. He was "generous" like that. More like selfish and self-centered.
I typed in the room-code. No luck. It must've been different for him. I typed in a new code. Nothing. Finally, I got an idea for a code. I typed in 22, 5, 18, 15. The door hissed open. Heh. The numbers made his name: Vero. Narcassistic moron. I ran inside and was awed by the room. It was like a miniature jungle in here! Exotic trees and flowers grew everywhere! In the middle of it all was a small pond, and in the middle of that, across a bridge, was a huge bed! Now I knew where the extra money had gone to! I began searching, but had no luck. Nothing was in this paradise-room. Except for an emergency life-support system that could've sustained the entire crew for years! Damnit! Well, at least I might've survived a little longer. I was about to give up when I thought of something else. My room! I rushed down the hallway and down into the Reactor Room, where there was a large door that led into my own room. I went into it and nothing seemed out of place. Comics, video-games, and other stuff lay strewn about. My antique PlayStation 4 lay in one corner, with my copy of Metal Gear Solid 8. A classic game, but nothing to compete with MGS 14 or 15. I sighed again and walked to my bed. I was going to die in this god-forsaken ship! I sat on my bed and immediately heard a screech. Something suddenly whipped out from under the blanket and wrapped around my waist! Hard! It threw me against a wall, scattering old games and books everywhere. I looked at my bed and my jaw dropped. On it sat a gorgeous thing.
It looked like a snake, but it couldn't have been. It's body was snake-like up until it widened and became something akin to a human torso. A very *ahem* well endowed human torso. A very well endowed FEMALE human torso. She was covered in red-grey scales, with pale yellow on the bottom areas. Her head was serpentine, with the ever-unblinking eyes and a tongue that skitted in-and-out every few seconds. Her body-shape...woah. Perfect waist, and incredible breasts. They were about as big as basketballs! And they had large, black nipples on them! She seemed to be fierce at first, but calmed down. Now she just looked scared. I began to stand up, but fell back again. I was covered in cuts and bruises from her throw. I couldn't even move! She stared at me for a few seconds, then slithered off of the bed, coming close to me. I shut my eyes. This was it, I was going to be eaten! I was so dead! I heard a ripping sound and looked down. She had ripped open my half-torn jacket-sleeve from the Galaxy Troops jacket I had been wearing. My arm was covered in blood from some cuts I had gotten. I witnessed an amazing sight then. She began licking the wounds, kind of like a dog, and staring up at me with her brilliantly strange blue, slitted eyes.
I was soon cleaned of the blood on my body, and I lay in the strangely comforting embrace of her strong coils. I tried to speak, but she pressed a finger to my lips, smiling gently. She began to speak in that lovely voice again, "I am Miara. I was taken from my home and locked in that dreaded cell. I'm sorry if I seemed a bit ungreatful, but I was frightened at the time. I'm perfectly calm now, and I wish to thank you for releasing me."
I finally got the chance to speak, "M-Miara? I'm Ferris. Uh...how were you going to thank me, exactly?"
She smiled, her tongue flicking out again, "We have a special way to thank those who help us on my world. Do you wish to do it?"
I nodded slowly, but she spoke again, "I'm afraid, though...that it may have some strange effects on you."
I shook my head this time, stating that I didn't care. I was dead anyway, I thought. She smiled again and reached down. She began mucking around with my pants, trying to get them off. I helped promptly, and soon I was stripped down to nothing, my engorged manhood free in the air. It was about 9 inches or so. Nothing special. She flashed me yet another of those oh-so-delightful smiles and opened her mouth. It was incredible! I easily fucked her jaw as she sucked. I finally figured out that I loved this thank-you. I'd have to perform more polite deeds to this snake-girl! I was about to orgasm, when it happened. I was stunned. She had sank her fangs...her most-likely POISONOUS fangs...into my dick! It didn't hurt exactly, but it was definately odd. She pulled off quickly, beginning to looked worried again. She said something, but I didn't catch it. I was feeling really wierd.
I woke up looking up at the ceiling. I tried to blink my eyes, but I couldn't for some reason. I guess it must've been eye-crusts or something. I sat up and almost instantly fell back again. My legs were gone. I don't mean asleep, or under the blanket of the bed I was now on. They were GONE. Vamoose. Gone. G-O-N-E. In their place was...a snake tail? Yeah, best way to put it. I looked down at myself. Holy SHIT. I was a snake-person! Kind-of like Miara, but a male. Still a lithe body, but more masculine. I just sat there...stunned. I could see my nose. My snout. I could feel my tongue involintarily flicking in-and-out, sending me messages of smell and taste from the air. Miara was nowhere to be found, so I figured I'd have to find her myself. After a few dozen minutes, I managed to be able to move, though very slowly. It was wierd, and my body was so long. My tail-tip got stuck in the door as I was leaving. That was certainly embarrassing, and I was glad Miara hadn't been there to see it. Speaking of whom, I eventually found her in the Captain's Room, or the Jungle Room, as I thought of it now.
She greeted me in an odd manner, dipping her head first, then attempting to wrap her tail around mine. I kind-of move my tail out of the way, a bit freaked out by the whole situation. She spoke to me later as we sat coiled (well, for me it was half-coiled half-strewn about.) by the small pond. She told me that the normal thanks for a great deed was the oral-sex, followed by a customary bite on the penis or clitoris. However, her species has a strangely tough sex-organ skin, so it never pierces the flesh. And as for the transformation, it was probably caused by her venom. I figured that this wasn't SO bad. I was with a sexy snake-girl, as a sexy snake-boy. Why not have some sexy snake sex? I suggested the idea to her, jokingly. She turned me down, of course. A bit dissapointed, I crawled to a large rock in the room and lay on it, just as the sunlit-sky above fizzled and turned into a dark night-sky. Impressive, to say the least. She was sleeping somewhere in the foliage of the jungle. It was a damn big room, so it was no telling where she was. I couldn't sleep, for obvious reasons, so I just sat there thinking. My first thought was, of course, I wondered how big my penis was now? I grabbed my groin with a scaled hand and felt nothing but a small slit. I was frightened for a second that I might be a very masculine female, when I felt inside of the slit. I felt something thick and hard. I sighed relief as I became aroused. Come to my surprise that I had a hemi-penis. Two penises attached to the same base. I began to stroke both, one with each hand, feeling the powerful sensations. Now in this situation as a human, I'd had a tendancy to lean forward a bit. Well, my body had other ideas. I leaned forward, sure, but I stopped when I felt a pair of cock-heads pressed against my snout. I had bent almost 180 degrees! I looked down at the two penises. I licked my scaley lips. Who was to say it was wrong? They were mine, weren't they?
I took both into my mouth at once. I almost gagged, but I felt an odd feeling in my lower jaw. I felt it unhinge. Both of the seemingly 13 inch long dicks slid easily into my mouth, with me licking and sucking hard. I felt the pressure rise and soon I shot my load off from both, right into my snakey-throat. From the shadows behind me, I heard a light giggle. I drank the last of my own seed and fell back against the rock, satisfied. I was soon fast asleep.
The next morning, I awoke to quite a surprise. There was apparently a planet ahead of the ship. After turning on the emergency life-support system of the large jungle-room, I set the computer to send all data to the jungle-room's main computer. I sat watching the screen for awhile. I was getting used to my body now. Miara was still asleep as we approached the planet. What would await us down there? Only the inhabitants knew for sure...
The End(?)