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Excalibur and the fleet were temporarily out of hyperspace, as Erika had informed Maya they needed to drop another subspace amplifier buoy to maintain connection to the transgalactic internet. The earthships needed to tank off Excalibur to replenish their potable water supplies anyway, as their systems were still not as efficient at recycling as Excalibur's were, so Maya agreed this was as good a time as any.

Deploying the amplifier took only moments. The water replenishment operations would take a bit longer, but Maya had given them six hours. More than enough time, to complete the task.

Tina wanted to use the time to do a visual inspection of the external portion of the engines. To that end, she had suited up for an EVA along with Holly, and because of the need for multiple viewpoints, Karen as well. The three of them walked the exterior hull in spacesuits tailored to each of their unique physiologies, having gone out from the ancilliary Engineering airlock, and Melennia was in a fighter, spotting for them as they went.

"Old girl's sure seen better days." Holly commented, stepping over a new weld where the hull armor plating had been repaired.

"It is nothing that cannot be repaired." Karen replied. "Given time and materials Excalibur can be better than new."

"Exactly my thinking." Tina said. "All we need is time to make the repairs."

"Maya says you'll have it." Karen said. "As soon as we deal with X." She knelt down and pressed the releases to open a panel in the outer engine cowling on number 3 turbine as she spoke.

The panel was stuck, jammed from ancient battle damage, but with the help of Tina's prybar they managed to get it open with a bit of effort.

"Gods!" Tina remarked, their helmet lights illuminating the interior of the engine cowling. "Look at this mess...dry rot, microfractures, rust and corrosion...its fixable but...it'll be a lot of work."

"Anything we can do right now to help?" Holly asked.

"Yeah...but I can't get in there to do it...not without landing or going into drydock, shutting down and opening everything up." Tina replied.

"I could fit." Karen offered.

"Alright." Tina said, handing her a repair kit. "watch the corroded coolant valve, get in there, and see what you can do. at the very least you should be able to seal up some of those microfractures in the tritium jacket."

"Should be simple enough." Karen said, adjusting the maglock on her boots to work with the alloys inside the engine cowling, then she worked her way inside. What she saw as she set to work sealing the microfractures was another matter however. "I see a large crack in the secondary mid engine mount." Karen spoke on suit comms as she worked to patch the microfractures. "No way to get to it without opening everything and shutting down though."

"You could fit just fine." Holly remarked.

"Yeah except the crack is directly opposite this engine's combustion chamber.... there is no way my EV suit could compensate for the heat down in that tight gap." Karen replied.

"How far down does it go." Tina asked.

"All the way." Karen replied. "It is a clean break, repair would be simple, but we would have to shut down and let the engines thoroughly cool."

"Admiral's never going to go for that." Holly remarked.

"She will when she sees how bad it is." Tina said. "Karen, get some DV with your suit-cam before you finish up."

"I already did that." Karen replied.

While Karen worked, Tina helped Holly open the next engine cowling, and unsurprisingly found similar conditions inside.

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Grace was stretched out on the sofa in Maya's ready-room, as she'd been hurting a lot despite the last time Tom checked her temperature it was still 101.3, so Tom suggested she try lying down. Tom was currently browsing the transgalavtic internet on Maya's computer, watching news feeds related to the Xian war, as the many mammilian news agencies were calling it, downloading Canid operas, and looking up Canid love poetry. The Canid and Felinid empires had finally realized the reality of the Xian threat, but owing to the sheer numbers the Xians brought to bear, nearly all of the outlands planets had fallen, and despite the two empire's battlefleet's best efforts, the Xians were slowly pressing their advance. As bad as it looked however, even the Canid empire's Queen Molly was forced to admit she hoped Maya was successful. It was in a video conference with the Felinid queen, as well as President Landry, and several other world leaders on Earth, in response to President Landry mentioning she'd hired Maya to lead a small fleet to deal with X itself, that the Canid queen was forced to admit; "I hate to think that damn merc is our last hope...but if somehow she does find X, then by the gods, she damn well better succeed, for all our sakes." Small praise as it was, considering who it was coming from, it said a lot about just how badly the war was going. There were also reports mentioning small victories, as well as setbacks by the newest Lee-class battlecruisers Landry had sent to join up with the battlefleets engaging the enemy. The foreign nations' Lee-class ships Tsun Tsu, Vassilev, and Queen Elizabeth were also mentioned as patrolling the pleiades nebula, to work out any bugs in their ships and help ther crewmen get their space legs before actually engaging the enemy. Finally when Tom had heard enough he closed out the news feeds, and focused his full attention on looking up love poetry and downloading more Canid operas.

In the process of his browsing, Tom came across a Canid porn site HEAT online, ran by the same company that publishes HEAT magazine, but before he got too into it, Grace interrupted him. "Would you mind checking my temperature again?" the little spaniel asked. "They're really restless now."

"Sure thing, princess." Tom replied, he bookmarked and closed the page as he got up to get the thermometer and lube.

Grace slid down off the huge couch, and promptly bent over supporting her upper body on the edge of the coffee-table.

Tom pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees, then gently pushed her short tail up with his nose, and licked her little canine anus good to get her nice and slick. then he pulled back, and gently stuck the thermometer deep in Grace's butt. There was a bit of resistance, so he used his index finger inserted alongside the thermometer to guide it in beside the scat instead of imbedding in it. It had been about 31 hours since the last time Grace had gone to the bathroom, Tom knew, as he had been there, tonguing her little fortune cookie while she emptied her bowels. It was no surprise the spaniel's butt was dirty inside because she hadn't gone yet today, but still, her excrement was nowhere near as hard as Maya's usually was. It was still malleable, although a little on the firm side.

Tom licked his finger clean, then waited for the thermometer to do its job.

"I'm sorry you have to do this." Grace told Tom. "Putting things besides your penis up my butt...getting my excrement on your hands...you having to smell it like that..."

"Its alright." Tom said. "You know the sort of things Maya is into, is it really such a surprise that your shit is not gross to me either. nothing you can do grosses me out."

"I am glad to hear it." Grace said.

At last Tom pulled the thermometer out, licked it clean, and read it. 99.0 ... that meant...It was time.

Come on." Tom said. "I'll carry you to sick bay myself."

Grace agreed, and so they left.

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Tina, Karen, and Holly had just finished giving Maya the bad news, when Doc Natalie's voice came through the bridge speakers and in fact throughtout the ship on internal comms, informing Karen and Hank that Tom had just brought Grace in.

"Y'shure y'kin fix it?" Maya asked.

"Absolutely." Tina said. "All we need is time."

"Y'got it." Maya said. "Erika inform the earthships we'll need their cover while we make repairs, Tina shut down the engines an' git on it."

"Auxiliary power should last more than long enough to repair the biggest problem, but we still need to put into port somewhere for the majority of the repairs." Tina said.

"I agree." Karen added. "We can fix the structural problems with EVA's but we need to put in to repair the rest."

"Agreed." Maya said. "Karen git t' sick bay, yer off duty while Grace gives birth. y'kin help with repairs afterward."

"Thank you, Admiral." Karen replied, and with that, she left.

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Karen met up with Hank on the way to Sick bay, and by the time they arrived, Doc Natalie had just finished getting Grace settled in. Hank remembered the first time he was here, sitting where Tom was, with Karen on the 'bed' where Grace was now. It was one of his fondest memories, to say the least.

Natalie made her way over to Grace's bed. She asked Grace how she was feeling, then turned to talk to Tom.

"I been waiting for this." Tom said. "first time with a girl her size, but I seen plenty from my other girls."

"Aye lad." Natalie said.

Grace let a soft squeakof a fart while Natalie was examining her dogina to see how dialated she was. "Ohh Gods! I am so sorry doctor!" Grace said, blushing of horrible embarassment. "I just...need to use the restroom, really bad."

"Smells nice, princess." Tom remarked

"Aye lass." Natalie replied. "Doont worry yoorself none yoor not the first tae fart in my face. "

"Maya? " Grace asked.

"Oh Aye, Maya about blew the bed away, lass." Natalie said. "And May was even worse."

Natalie finished her examination (she already had Grace's feet in stirrups, pushed up, and gently back toward her chest so as to expose both her dogina and canine anus.) and then stuck a lubed finger up Grace's butt to feel for anything out of the ordinary, and to collect a fecal sample on her glove.

Grace made a disgusted face, wishing the doctor would finish already. The sensation of Natalie's finger pushing her excrement around as it wiggled about and twisted around in her canine anus was both disgusting and pleasurable at the same time, though it also served to intensify her already burning urge to defecate.

When Natalie withdrew her finger, and wiped the sample onto a container, Grace's anus quivered a few times, as the spaniel fought to keep from relieving herself then and there.

Grace half-expected Tom to at least look away, but to her surprise he was watching everything attenatively, not squicked by any of it.

Natalie used a hand scanner to determine the volume of waste in Grace's colon, and compared that with the spaniel's weight to determine how much fluid to fill the enema tank with. Then she folded the foot of the bed down out of the way, and whelled a bucket into position, and finally slipped the long slender tube deep in Grace's butt before starting the flow.

"Gods Natalie, I already told you I need to use the bathroom." Grace said. "I do not need an enema I need a toilet."

"Aye lass yoor going tae empty out." Natalie said.

Grace looked over at Tom, who was still watching as attenatively as ever. "I don't know how long I can hold it." she said. "You dont have to stay for this. Natalie can tell you when its over." The cramping of the enema filling her already distended colon made Grace talk funny. she was gritting her teeth, making a childlike 'poopy-face'' as she desparately fought to hold it all in.

"I'll stay." Tom said. "I kinda want to see how this turns out."

"Its...ahh...going to be nhh..gross." Grace said, her face strained with the effort of retaining it all. "That stuffnhh...will make me...unnh...go potty...right here..."

"Its fine." Tom said. "I want to be here for you, to comfort you in your most vulnerable moment."

Natalie removed the hose at last. Grace's tailhole leaked a few drops of brown water, as it quivered, threatening to turn loose at any moment.

At first Grace felt relief that the stuff was no longer flooding in. it was weird the way it made her feel inside, but it wasnt bad...at first.... then just as suddenly, the cramps came back, a hundred times worse. The concoction of purgatives Natalie had in that enema made the natural peristaltic waves so intense it felt like having a really really bad case of the runs. the urge to get rid of it all was overwhelming....still Grace kept her tailhole clenched tight.

"Please.....doctor!" Grace cried real tears..."I...ungh...need a toilet....oww...Gods!...please!"

"Yoo doont have time lass." Natalie said. "That stuff works fast. just let it oout lass, doont try tae hold it yoo'l oonly make a bigger mess."

"No! " Grace wailed defiantly "I...can't...not here...thats ungh...gross!"

The cramping was so bad now Grace felt like her insides were on fire. the urge to relieve herself was so terrible it was agonizingly painful.

"Come on babe, just go shit already." Tom said. "I dont care what its like. it will make you feel better, so do it. Its supposed to smell..."

"Ahhhhh....mnnnngh.... n-no!" Grace managed. "I'm not...not Maya....I can't..."

"You have to, princess." Karen said. She and Hank both sat in chairs on the opposite side of the bed from the one Tom was in. Hank turned away at this point, but Karen did not. "I know it seems gross, but you have to get it out to give the pups more room." Karen added.

"Let go honey." Tom said. "Of course you're not Maya. Maya would have blown the bucket away already and thought nothing of it... you dont want to shit all over the place. you dont want anyone seeing much less having to clean up your mess. Thats fine, but now you have to relax, and take a good shit so you'll be empty when the pups are coming. If it helps, pretend Jerry is tied up in place of the bucket. Give him the smelly bath he sorely deserves."

Wheter a result of Tom's and Karen's comforting, or the urge becoming too strong, either way, Grace finally grunted and bore down hard. She swore in Canid as the first couple firm logs forced her canine anus open painfully wide, expelled with such force they dropped into the bucket with a sickening ''plop'' A brown geyser of dirty water and smaller softer chunks was quick to follow.

"Thats it Honey." Tom said, enjoying the sight and scent of the enema show Grace was putting on.. "Good girl, poop it all out...good girl!" His love for Grace was so strong, he enjoyed it almost as much as watching Maya expel a huge enema.

THe dirty water and chunks gave way to liquid scat, and then at last, a long gurgling expulsion of gas. After that, Grace's tailhole remained agape for a good minute, and quivered open and closed repeatedly for several minutes after that.

Natalie let Tom lick Grace clean, while she went to send the wastebucket to the brig to feed the Xian prisoners. then when she returned she did a transrectal ultrasound to be sure the pups were oriented properly, then she put on fresh gloves, and once more checked to see how far Grace was dialated, and whether or not the first amnionic sac was ''crowning' against her vaginal sphincter.

There wasn't one down that far yet, so Natalie gave Grace a shot to help expedite labor.

While waiting for the shot to kick in, Tom and Grace discussed baby names, and then when the question came up, they agreed it should be all natural. Grace told Natalie "I dont pretend to be tough as Maya, but for my pups, I can take it. We don't want any pain medication at all."

"Aye." Natalie said. "Woont be pleasant but I'l hold yoo too it lass."

"Yeah." Tom said. "All natural."

"Good girl." Hank chimed in. "Your mother and I only want things all natural as well."

"Maya's the same." Tom said.

Natalie had just finished Checking Grace again, and this time, there was a pup crowning against her vaginal sphincter. Natalie said it was hard to tell, but the head felt weird. More rounded than it was supposed to.

Karen helped Grace with her breathing, keeping her daughter focused on something other than the pain of her contractions.

Natalie had Grace push when the next contraction hit. Grace bore down hard, screaming and cursing in Canid. It hurt worse than anything she could imagine. the feeling was like someone small enough was trying to shove their fist up her dogina, and stretching her vaginal sphincter to the limit in the process. Finally Grace let up, panting of exhaustion.

Hank was a nervous wreck, seeing his daughter in such pain was very hard for him, despite having watched Karen go through the process many times. He didn't see how Tom could be so coolheaded about it, as his mind was racing with worries he knew would probably give him ulcers. His little girl lying there hurting as she was...it was almost too much to bear.

The pup, placenta and all, was still inside Grace. Its head visible in the watery bulge peeking out of her dogina. Natalie urged Grace to push it on out, but the spaniel was still catching her breath, and trying to steel herself for the pain.

When Grace finally resumed her breathing pattern normally, Natalie stuck two fingers up her butt, and hooked them behind what she could feel of the pup through the flesh separating vagina and rectum. She waited for Grace to bear down again, and when she did, Natalie pushed on the pup, sort of dragging it forward as she withdrew her fingers.

The placenta burst open just as the whole thing came out with a wet plop, landing in Natalie's clean hand. Natalie handed the pup to a nurse who worked to remove the rest of the placenta, clip the cord, and clean it up. Then the nurse brought the pup back, and Karen helped Grace get her on a teat, whilst Natalie prompted Grace for a name.

Tom smiled brightly seeing their beautiful baby girl. She was much like a tiny version of her mother at first glance, though her fur was a darker brown and white rather than buff. On closer inspection, her face looked more human than canine, though she did have a short muzzle, and of course spaniel ears. Her eyes were closed, but she was starving, and took to nursing right away. The sounds she made were odd, sort of a mix of baby coos, and puppy grunts., and a very wet slurpy sucking sound as she latched on.

"Persephone Maya Dawn." Grace said, feeling she owed it to Maya to give her firstborn that middle name, and Maya's true last name

Grace barely has time to sign the birth certificate before another one is on the way. She could tell by how differemnt it hurt that this wasnt going to be easy. the last one felt like being fisted... but this one...it was like trying to push out a bowling ball/ thats what it felt like...big and round...agonizingly big.

Grace screamed and cried the whole time, cursing in canid over and over. she swore her dogina was going to explode from all the stretching...despite Natalie doing the butt thing and saying the worst was over. the odd shaped head was through her pelvis and well on its way out.

Even with Natalie helping put traction on the pup with her buttfingers, it took half an hour, and many agonizing contractions to get the pup out. This one didnt burst at all. the nurse had to rupture the placenta before removing it....and what they all saw was shocking. Not a cute little spaniel puppy at all, but a niniature baby, entirely human aside from her ears, tail and dogina. Her hair was buff colored, and her eyes were closed like a pup, but she looked-and sounded like a human baby.

she giggled a bit, as Grace's fur tickled her nose when the nurse went to put her on a teat. nonetheless she latched on and began eating healthily.

"Katrina Mae Dawn" Grace said when prompted for a name. She and Tom had both agreed that the girls should have Maya's true last name.

An hour after Katrina was born, Grace gave birth to Tom III. Another human looking baby, aside from having a sheath, short tail, and spaniel ears, He was a tiny bit bigger than Katrina, and much more peinful to push out as a result, but he was healthy, and took to nursing right away.

The nurse barely had time to get Tom III on a teat, before Grace was at it again. This one, thankfully, Natalie told her, felt like the first one, so Grace hoped it would be less painful. In a way it was, but it was also a different sort of pain. there were no more placentas in her uterus for the muscles to act on, so it was slow going. Natalie used her butt-fingers to stimulate Grace's vaginal wall through her rectum, and hurry the contractiona along a bit. finally as before she used the fingers to apply traction and help things along.

Grace swore just as loudly as each one before, screaming in canid the whole time. and then, with a sick 'plop' it was over. the final pup, placenta and all dropped into Natalie's free hand, and the nurse took him to free him from the placenta and clean him up.

Natalie then did a rectal ultrasound again just to be sure that was the last one, and then went to dispose of her gloves for fresh ones. When she returned she flushed Grace's dogina repeatedly with betadyne solution to prevent any chance of pyometra, and finally, to Grace's delight, Natalie gave her a catheter so she wouldn't have to get up, but she also inserted a fecal waste tube, with its double-balloon seal for the same reason.

She told Grace she would be sore for at least a week, and to refrain from vaginal sex during that time. then she gave her a vitamin shot, and a perscription for prenatal vitamins, and then left the new parents, grandparents, and their pups some privacy. Hust before Natalie left, Grace called after her, "Tell Admiral Maya to get her sweet rump down here and come see her beautiful new future crewmen."

"Aye lass." Natalie said. and with that she left.

The final pup had been born half human half spaniel, like Persephone, but his fur was buff colored like their mother. His full Name was William Michael Hammond, but they just called him Bill for short.

Hank and Karen stayed another hour, making sure Grace was comfortable and the pups were getting fed well, then at last they returned to their cabin, leaving Tom alone with Grace and the pups.

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Admiral Maya suited up and joined Tina and her repair teams out on the hull. she wanted to see the damage inside the engine cowlings herself. Her biggest concern was the large stress cracks Karen had shown her on the video taken from her suit cam. She couldnt fit inside without opening the remaining engine cowling panels, but sticking her head inside she was able to see the stress fractures she had seen on the video.

"Ah see what ya mean." Maya said. Nothin a bit a' flow-weldin caint fix." she paused then, "Its the damage we cain't see Ah'm worried about."

"Precisely why we need to put into port for a complete overhaul." Tina remarked.

"Ah know...but we cain't afford t' put in t' port fer two months jus' now." Maya said. "Not if'n we kin avoid it."

"The structural damage is easy enough to fix, as you said yourself." Tina replied. "If X really is at the end of our current course, then the rest can wait until we deal with them...if not, then we will have to put into port shortly after reaching our current destination."

"Fair enuff." Maya said. If'n y'need me, Ah'll be on the bridge." And with that, she turned, and started for the nearest airlock, heading back inside.

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Pleiades Alcyone system, orbiting Pleiades Alcyone VIII .................... Captain Dimitri Poloniev sat back in his command chair on the bridge of the Vassilev. He was looking over after-action training reports, and preparing to turn in for the night, when his comm officer reported they were picking up a distress call. Considering the Tsun Tsu, and Queen Elizabeth had already answered two such calls, Captain Poloniev was eager to get to this one first. He ordered ensign Doshka to open the comm link, straightened his posture as the main viewscreen lit up. It gave him pause when a young siberian Husky girl met his gaze, as he used to raise the breed, and train them for security work back home.

This is the merchant vessel Muse, we are under Xian attack." she repeated her mayday call.

"This is captain Dimitri Poloniev of the Russian battlecruiser Vassilev." Poloniev replied. "pleased to be making your assistance." (well he said 'pleased to be of assistance'' but the UT had trouble with his deep Russian accent.

"Thank you captain Poloniev." the husky replied. I'm captian Ilyana reece of the Muse, our position is nineteen minutes out of Pleiades Atlas III en route to Earth. hyperdrive is down we need immediate assistance."

"We are on our way, Vassilev out." Poloniev replied, motioning for Doshka to cut the channel, then "Commander Petrovich, make course to intercept them, take us to hyperspace."

An instant later, the Vassilev was well on their way to rescue the Muse from their Xian attackers.

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Excalibur

With main power offline while the stress fractures were under repair, there was little to do but relax, for anone not working on the repairs or flying combat patrol that is.

Tom stayed with Grace in sick bay. He held two of their pups while Grace was getting some rest. Tom III and Persephone were the ones he held, as they were wide awake, while Bill and Katie were sound asleep, still locked onto two of Grace's milk-filled teats.