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The Jupiter sphere, a place of great economic potential; of great adventure and great danger. Moons, asteroids, space stations and space colonies make up the homes and lives of tens of millions of Jovians. People who dedicate their lives to the great pursuits of the gas giant, corporations, mining, crime, mercenary work and bounty hunting or even the wild glories of the great pirate clans and their fleets.

Spinning in space, a domed space colony of modest size; a mere four hundred people, called Lion Heart drifts in a stable orbit behind one of the great moons of Jupiter. This space colony, though small, was build from the proverbial ground up by a single man who had spent his life pursuing the dream of fortune and freedom at a level only the Jupiter sphere could offer.

Now celebrating his one hundred and twenty fourth birthday, a feat only capable of, if one could afford Earth level healthcare. In the very center of the colony, Spencer Field hosted a private, family only party in his great manor. In a polished ball room for just such occasions. Spencer Field, the aged lion rested in a large stuffed chair watching with a glint of pride and happiness at his family, finally dressed in a more old fashioned sense. His son and heir Robert, tall with a powerful looking frame. His daughter in law, Elizabeth was the envy of the Lion Heart colony, dressed in her finest gown, her huge breasts showing off her ample squeezed cleavage, the product of money no doubt.Dangling ear rings and necklace of gold; blonde curls done up high like a proper lady. His grandson Thomas played the piano while his granddaughter Lilly, in an equally beautiful gown that hugged her large breasts leaned on the instrument with a smile. A silk ribbon choker around her thin neck with a gold pendant, while her own blonde hair came down in a large braided pony tail draped over her shoulder. Spencer smiled and mused to himself, everything felt just right, with music and laughter filling the air as the servants busied themselves, in and out of the ballroom doingtheir duties.

Elsewhere the port to Lion Heart was silent, traffic had been slow that week and the people in place to assure it's smooth operation were almost half asleep. A uniformed port operator walked up to another sitting at his console. "Do we have any scheduled arrivals at all? This job is driving me mad with restlessness I'll tell you what." The older man in a similar uniform smiled and leaned back in his chair. "Relax kid, believe you me, you want this kind of job. There's a lot of dangerous stuff that goes on out there, just be happy and collect the pay check." The younger more energetic one crossed his arms, looking defiant. "Maybe you might be happy sitting around, what with your glory seeking days behind you and all, but don't condemn the rest of us." The older man just gave a half smile with a hint of annoyance. "Wise guy huh?"

Suddenly another operator by the large window spoke up in a panic. "A ship! A ship is coming to the port!" The older man stood up and looked out the window. As if materializing from the darkness of space there was in fact a ship sailing toward them. The ship was large, as big as a heavy frigate but it looked strange. It was dark in all aspects, it looked decrepit, weapons fire damage could be seen, the hull looked burnt, and spreading out like wings were large torn and tattered solar sails, normally gold in color, these were burnt black. Solar sails were a technology that has not been seen in a very long time, now limited to the realm of hobby ship builders. He shook from his daze and shouted out. "How the hell did something that large get this close without setting off the radar?" The radar operator looked up and simply shook his head. "I have no idea, I still can't pick it up."

Six bursts of light came from the dark ship as large caliber rounds lanced toward the port and impacted the main gate. The control room was shook as everyone inside felt the successive explosions that set off alarms all over. "We're under attack! They must be pirates, who are these assholes?" The older dock worker straighten himself and looked out the window again, watching the old dark ship accelerate while continuing to fire her guns at the port. He watched helplessly as the strange ship sailed passed the control complex and into, then through the damaged docking gate like a battering ram with it's sharp and armored navel bow with no mind for it's own safety. Once again the control complex shook violently throwing people from their stations and a large crack started to spread across the main window of the room. "Everyone get out..." The older man yelled out. "...grab the wounded and get the fuck out of here before this place has a blow out!"

Back at the Field manor the festivities came to a halt when the place suddenly shook accompanied by the loud boom from the distance, the Fields could hear through their rattling windows. It was Rodger who walked to the window. "What beyond Earth was that?" "I hope..." Elizabeth joined her husband at the window. "...I hope everything is okay." The pair could see the trees outside waving violently as if an intense wind storm was happening, but no such thing happens in a space colony, unless of coarse, there was a breach. Spencer stood from his chair, his speed betraying his advanced age. "Why don't you go check it out Rodger, I'm sure there was an accident somewhere and the Fields should be represented in it's solution." The old patriarch thinking of the family image. Rodger, before snapping to, pulled a comm device from his dinner coat and fingered a few holo-screen keys. "This is Rodger Field to Lion Heart Security, report, what was that noise?"

A static ridden image came back, he couldn't make out who it was. "We're under attack, we think it's pirates. We're having a hard time containing them, their somehow shutting down the power." Suddenly Elizabeth's voice caught the attention of her husband. "Oh my god." He looked out the window again seeing the power grid of the colony blink out into blackness, section by section. The darkness crept closer until finally the mansion's own lights went out and the Field family was left in darkness for but a single crackling fireplace near the piano. Robert redirected his attention to his comm device. "Hold your ground, I'm coming to take charge." The man on the other end of the call tried to respond but it was static filled and garbled. At that, Robert cursed and made his way for the door.

"Please be careful." His wife called after him. "I'm coming with you!" Thomas aimed to follow but was halted by his father's raised hand. "You're staying here, just in case." Thomas stopped and perked up. "In case of what?" Robert continued to the door. "Just in case. I'm locking this door, hand scans only, it should still work with the emergency battery. I will return when I can, everyone stay calm." Thomas, Lilly and Elizabeth watched as he left, the doors sliding close behind him. Each one with a look of fright on their face, all but old Spencer who seemed more in a shocked daze, starring off into space with such intensity his brow began to sweat. In fact his whole demeanor changed upon the mention of pirates.

An hour had passed as the Field family watched from the windows, knowing that they were security windows they could not be easily shattered. The hour was filled with increasing dread as they could hear gun fire, screams and shouts outside. The odd fire was started, whether by accident or deliberately they could not have known. It was as if their very world was under attack and they could only watch from their secure bubble in the Field manor. While the siblings and mother tried to keep each other calm, it was Spencer Field who failed to say anything at all, looking increasingly distraught, as if feeling the attack on the colony inside his own body. The old man's eyes darted to the door as they all suddenly heard gunfire inside the house after a loud boom of an explosion at the front door; Screams of people pleading.

Thomas inched closer to the door, his arms suddenly grabbed by his sister and mother who pressed their bodies against him, his mother's huge breasts squishing against him lopsided. "Oh my god, what are we going to do?" The trio watched the door to the ballroom anxiously when suddenly they jumped hearing a pounding on the door. "Let me in! Please, I have served you faithfully, they're monsters!" Thomas was about to break free and go for the door when suddenly several gunshots could be heard and the man's please were cut short. Thomas swallowed hard as the girls screamed. "I don't wanna die like this. Thomas please do something!" Lilly cried out gripping her brother even harder. It was suddenly silent on the other side of the door, acts of violence could no longer be heard when suddenly the steady sound of foot steps could be, heels on polished floor. The foot falls grew closer and the three wondered who It could possibly be. "It....it must be your father, yes...he's returned to tell us he defeated the pirates."

Elizabeth, despite feeling a spark of hope failed to move, she refused to let go of Thomas and unnoticed by the trio, their family patriarch sat silently, sweating and staring with intensity at the door, listening to the disembodied foot steps that approached, he could feel his heart beating faster then it ever has in a long time. The foot steps came right up to the door then stopped. The four waited in both eager anticipation and fear of what may be on the other side of the door. Monsters, the servant cried.

Suddenly they could hear musical notes coming from the other side, sharp but quite, like from a small music box. It was at this Spencer's eyes looked maddened as he abruptly stood from his chair. "...No..." Thomas looked at his grandfather. "What is it? Who is that?" Spencer whipped his brow. "A ghost..." Thomas' face looked frightful. "A...gh...ghost?" As the music continued to play the door suddenly opened and the musical notes got louder. The Field family looked on in shock, before them, a tall dark feminine figure stood in the door way, all attention drawn to her glowing red unblinking round eyes; grasping a large mass to her side, it was clearly a body and when she let go it hit the floor. The fire light flickered across the face of Rodger Field, son and heir, blood trickling from his mouth, making the girls scream in horror.

The tall feminine shadow stepped forward, any and all light seemed to avoid her, perhaps by happenstance, but gave the impression the light retreated from this evil. Her boots knocked on the floor as she walked, all the while she held aloft what seemed to be a pocket watch in her gloved hand. This was the source of the music that chimed away it's little tune. A tune that juxtaposed the sight of what could only be described as the grim shadow of death itself. While Thomas and the girls seemed to slink back away from the dark figure with glowing red eyes it was Spencer who stood before her.

"I knew this time would come." He said through choked words. "I knew you would finally come for me." Thomas was shocked to hear this. "Grandfather, who is this!?" Spencer raised a hand at him. "Quite!" Then returned his attention to the music playing dark figure. "You will have your blood, I can't stop that. Please, leave my family in peace. It is all I ask. They had no part." Thomas was perplexed by all of this, listening to his grandfather plea to the dark figure. The rage and horror of this attack, what could have happened in his grandfather's life that would come to this? The shadowed tall figure stood there, the round glowing red eyes gave no indication of an answer or even emotion, simply standing there, as if she simply came here to listen to the music. Spencer got frustrated by the lack of response as sweat dripped down his face. "...CORTES!..." Suddenly the music stopped, the watch was snapped shut with two fingers; quickly a gun was raised to the old man's head; with a burst of light, a shot rang out, followed by the women's piercing screams.

The Star Lancers

The Curse of Cortes

Episode 1: Ghost Ship

Locked in the gravity of the largest moon, Ganymede, the vast O'Neil style space colony of Stardust City rotated in space. Within the glowing and noisy happenings of city commotion, best simulating the way of life on Earth in all the Jupiter sphere. A city that never sleeps, casinos consuming and spitting out crowds of people, strip clubs and brothels drawing patrons, the streets chokes with cars and the air filled with noise and bustle. If one were to look up to the far side of the colony, past the UV pillar that runs down the center of the structure, simulating sun light, one could see the other half of the city, seemingly upside down. At a tall building, residing in an office district where, in a rented meeting room, a gathering of sorts was taking place.

A well dressed young man stood before a long table, at which was seated a collection of rough looking individuals. Thomas Field eyed them, giving a weak smile as they nodded to him, waiting for him to begin. Each person there was a representative of a mercenary ship, captains and some with their right hands. They had all come here to hear a proposal from the young Field, who came to Stardust to raise a fleet of fighting ships. Thomas cleared his throat. "Well, it looks like a fine gathering. As you all know, I am looking to hire ships to hunt down a pirate ship that attacked my home a few days ago." The mercenaries sat silently and listened to the young man.

Thomas continued. "They came out of nowhere and overwhelmed our security rather quickly, it was devastating....frightening..." One of the captains spoke up to cut to the chase. "With all due respect, who are we looking for, and how much are you paying?" Thomas shook from his memory and looked at the questioner. "Price is negotiable of coarse, I would not have requested so many of you if I couldn't pay. My....family....is quit wealthy. As for who I am hunting down. I do not know who they are, but the security cameras caught images of the ship and the name before they went offline from the EMP attack. It was almost tarnished beyond legibility but, we believe the ship was called the Queen's Revenge."

The captains looked at each other, some with a look of disbelief, others with a look of annoyance. After some murmuring one looked up at Thomas. "Is this some kind of joke?" Thomas was taken aback by this. "Wha...what do you mean?" A woman captain stood from her chair. "If you were attacked by the Queen's Revenge, how did you manage to survive?" Thomas clasped his hands together, not really appreciating the question at the time, it went unnoticed to him that they all seemed to know something that he didn't. "One of them attacked my family directly, she killed my grandfather and father, they took my sister and mother. I tried to stop them but the devil woman dropped a grenade in their wake. I took cover. I don't know how I survived, but when I came to, they were all gone."

Another captain stood. "Devil woman?" He looked shocked at this. "I've heard enough of this." The mercenary captains clamored loudly, some wanted to hear more while others just wanted to leave. After a heated moment of Thomas trying to plead with them to hear him out, they all finally decided to leave. Thomas continued to plead but only got dismissing remarks. "Queen's Revenge my ass, we've been had." "Careful kid, maybe she will come back if you keep misbehaving."another said while another stopped and looked at him. "You're lucky we're on Stardust, this might not have gone well for you son."

As the door slid shut behind the last one to leave, Thomas stared at the door in disbelief, he did not think such a reaction would happen. Suddenly he heard clapping behind him and he turned to see two people were still in the room with him. Both women, the one clapping was a beautiful dusky tan cat with dirty blonde short hair, slicked back across her head. She looked at him with a smile on her lips, one cold gray eye the other covered with a gold eye patch that looked embedded into the socket. Scantly clad in a two piece black and red outfit that did little to hid her curvaceous body. Her long naked legs tipped in knee high heeled boots rested on the table and finally on her collar a silver totenkopf. Beside her stood a lioness with long flowing violet hair, a sleeveless top with a clear cleavage window down the center, the rest of her curvy body was naked but a singular metal armored thong snug between her thighs, her long legs covered in thigh high heeled boots. All in white contrasting her friend in black.

The blond in the chair finished clapping. "Well done young master, you spin a fine yarn." Thomas narrowed his eyes and turned to face the girls. "Did you stay to mock me? I mean, what beyond Earth was all that?" He gestured to the closed door where everyone left. The strange girls looked at each other and smiled, the seated one finally responded. "Mock you? no. You want to pay for a ship, that is why I came, and here I stay." Thomas straightened his posture at this. "So you believe me then?" The seated girl who Thomas believed to be the captain, rightly so, shook her head. "Fuck no, but if you pay the right price, I'll believe whatever you want me to believe, young master." Thomas walked across the room and sat in one of the chairs. "Why are you people acting so weird about this ship? I don't understand this." Once again the girls looked at each other, but this time with a more serious tone.

"You don't really know, do you?" The violet haired lioness finally spoke up. "Know what?" Thomas sounded like he was loosing his patience with all of this. The blonde lifted her heeled boots off the table and sat up right. "The Queen's Revenge is a ghost ship, a children's story. Anyone and everyone who grew up aboard ships know of her." The violet one leaned in. "If ship children misbehave, disrupt the workings of a ship say, the captain of the Queen's Revenge will kill your parents and take you away, never to be seen again. To serve aboard her ship for the rest of time. A crew of the damned." Thomas leaned back at such a thing. "The captain... my grandfather said a name, he seemed to know her. oh...what was it?" He thought hard, trying to push back the nightmare and recall. "Carry, Carter..." The one with the gold eye patch leaned in with a smile. "Cortes." Thomas shot up. "Yes! That was it!"

The girls looked at each other once again and Thomas felt like he was out of the loop on an inside joke. "It's likely." The violet haired one spoke again. "That you were attacked by pirates, no doubt. It's also likely that they are using this ghost ship story as a cover." Thomas balled his fists on the table. "How much will it cost me to get your help to hunt them down and get back what's left of my family?" The girls once again exchange glances. "We could use more of the shiny for our retirement nest." The violet haired woman said to her captain, who nodded with a smile.

"Say, two hundred pounds of gold would do it." Thomas' eyes shot open. "So much?" He choked out. The one eyed captain smiled. "Can't afford? Supply and demand young master, after all. We're the only ship you have." Thomas sat silently for a moment thinking about everything that happened and what could face him in the future. "No, it's a fine amount, some conversions will have to be made by my estate." The girls smiled at this, but then. "Understand this however, I expect satisfactory results captain." The blonde stood up and bowed her head with a smile. "Koshka Thorne, at your service." The other did the same. "Rose Livington, first mate, at your service."

The large docking complex of Stardust was affixed to the front of the colony, the vastness of Stardust rotating behind it. Hundreds of ships a day come and go, the most intense ship traffic in the entire Jupiter sphere, possibly the solar system. Beyond the protruding docking arms for large ships was a vast gate for smaller ships to berth closer to the colony. Among the rows of small ships the Star Lancer rested under a mooring clamp. A small corvette size ship build for speed with a powerful punch, the ship's name sake, the star lance, affixed deck side rests under it's shadow.

Aboard, Koshka and Rose prepared the ship for departure, only waiting for her newest patron to arrive. "Do you think..." Rose turned to her captain as they walked down a corridor. "...there is any truth to Thomas' story?" Koshka took a deep breath. "If the money is real, does it matter?" Rose stopped, forcing the one eyed captain to stop with her. "Suppose he is telling the truth? Suppose everything he said is one hundred percent? We could be walking into a fight that's way over our heads." Koshka stared at her childhood friend for a moment and a smile crept across her lips. "Are you worried, the evil Captain Cortes will take you away from us and be forced to serve on the ship of the damned?" Rose narrowed her eyes. "I'm serious you ass, don't take this job lightly, is all I'm saying."

While the girls talked Koshka couldn't help but notice a pair of her crew carrying a box past them, feeling the box looked familiar. "I'm not, I'm taking this as serious as I take every job. Stop being such a mother hen." Rose started to look angry. "That's what I'm worried about, and I'm not a mother!" Once again Koshka saw more crew carrying another box that look familiar, then suddenly stopped them as it clicked in her mind. "Hey hey hey, what goes on here? That's my stuff!" The crew stopped and had a look of fear on their faces. "Uh, captain, yeeaahh. The cook..." "Chef! She'll kick your ass if you call her a cook!" The other crewman interrupted his compatriot. "...right right, the chef needed room in the cargo hold for her hydroponics, and she said your stuff was in the way." Koshka made a look of surprise, straightening her back. "Who's in charge on this ship anyway?" The crewmen started to sweat. "Well, you see cap...er...she's really scary and quick with a cleaver is all and...uh." Koshka waved her hand dismissively. "Fine, fine. Take it to my cabin." Koshka looked to Rose who only shrugged. "You took her on." Koshka nodded. "Yeaaaahh."

Koshka walked into the galley where the crew gather to eat and often hosted many of the Star Lancer fun time parties. She looked to the kitchen, which before was rather bare; now filled with pots and pans, hanging vegetables and salted meats. The smell of cooking food filled the air and a small group of crew seemed enamored at the kitchen window, watching the newest Star Lancer waifu at work. One would think they were interested in her work anyway, but Chef Anya drew a crowd for different reasons. One of the crew saw the captain and walked over to her. "The new chef is hot captain but she wont feed us, can you say something boss, come on." Koshka smiled and raised her hands. "Easy now, I'll see what's going on around here."

Koshka walked into the kitchen and saw several pots bubbling with good smelling liquids as well as a chunk of meat rotating on a spit over a heater. She looked over to see a small stack of cookies arranged on a plate. The captain reached a gloved hand out to take one, when suddenly her knuckles were wrapped by a ladle making her retreat from the crunchy delights. "Ouch hey!" Standing before her was Anya. A dog about her height, from toe to head she had a pair of white knee high heeled boots, shorts so short they were hidden by her apron which could barely contain her ample huge breasts that squeezed together and jiggled as she moved. Visible food smears could be seen on her wide curves. Many Stardust restaurants didn't appreciate those lovely milkers rubbing against and dipping into the food. The Star Lancers however, were less picky. She had long blonde drill curls that draped over her shoulders with a head band wrapped around her forehead with the Kanji for fire printed on it. "Dinner doesn't start for another hour captain." She said sternly.

Koshka shot Anya her trademark smile before reaching for the cookies again. "Surely, captain's privilege...." Suddenly the very same ladle struck her knuckles once again. "Does not exist!" Anya turned and went back to work on the food. Koshka frowned, rubbing her soar hand."Do you remember who is in charge on this ship?" The captainshot back, looking to plant her authority."Also, why are you making room in the cargo bay by moving MY stuff?" Anya chopped away at some greens and answered without looking at her; ample cleavage jiggling as she diced. "I remember, you may be captain of this ship, but as long as you will have me, this kitchen is mine. Also I needed room for my hydroponics pods for fresh vegetables. As captain, it seemedfitting of you to make sacrifices for your crew." Koshka's one eye narrowed as she thought. "Well...that makes sense, when you put it that way. You know, I spent good money on that synthesizer right? It's from Earth and everything." Anya finished cuttingwith a final powerful chop of the blade. "If you're not going to take the feeding of your crew seriously, I'm going to have to ask you to leave my kitchen."

A tingle crawled up Koshka's back with that final chop. "Fine, fine. I'll take one of these and be on my way then." Thrice she tried for a cookie, and thrice she was smacked with precision and speed by a ladle. "Aaaahh, I JUST WANT THE COOKIE!" The captain yelled out rubbing her knuckles. Anya turned, her huge breasts bouncing like a wave of water. "If you're feeling peckish..." She grabbed an apple, tossed it into the air, with a cleaver and great speed she sliced it in half. One half landing on the table, the other in Anya's presenting hand. "...have this." Koshka took it and frowned. "You're going to be a problem aren't you?" Anya raised the cleaver in a threatening manner. "Only to your bad diet, now get out!" Koshka slowly backed out of the kitchen and looked at the crew that sent her in there. "Sorry guys, I tried. Dinner's in an hour." She took a bit of the apple and smiled.

Thomas stood before docking gate forty two and looked beyond the umbilical to the Star Lancer. "Hrm....awful lot of gold for such a small ship." The well dress young man hoisted his duffle bag over his shoulder and proceeded to board the ship he commissioned for his mission. He looked around as he boarded seeing an empty corridor and started to wander. "No one to greet me, seems pretty unprofessional." He mused to himself as he walked the corridors of the Star Lancer. He came to a lift that displayed the deck layout of the ship and examined it in detail. Suddenly the lift opened and out ran a white cat with messy black short hair, a pair of goggles affixed to her head and ran right into him. "Hey! Watch where you're going newby!" Thomas was taken aback by her, she was wearing a tight tee and a pair of panties with nothing else. "Uh...I'm sorry." Crystal, the ship's pilot fixed her crooked goggled. "You better be, new crew should report to the captain, no wandering around!" She said as she left him and ran down the corridor. "Where is the.....captain....she's gone." He tried to call after her then sighed.

He came to another door, only venturing a guess he pushed the button to open it. The doors slid open revealing a shower room as steam bellowed into the corridor. Feminine voices came from within and as the steam cleared from his vision he could see a half dozen or so naked wet woman. Their hair slicked back, soap dripping from their naked curves, hands pushing sponges across their soft tits and down their bellies as the suds dripped from between their thighs. Thomas went red seeing so many naked girls in one place, when suddenly. "Hey! Shower is ladies time you ass, wait your turn!" One of the girls yelled at him. "Oh ah, I'm sorry, I....I...I..." He couldn't stop staring at the wet tits bouncing as the girls moved. Showering implements started getting thrown at him, he dodged a soap but got hit in the face with a sponge forcing him away from the door as it closed.

After wiping his face of water and suds he had to slink away, hoping no one saw his mistake. He found another room and opened the door. It seemed to be a maintenance room where some of the crew was watching holo-screens. The screens showed various compartments of the ship but his attention was drawn to a single screen. It was Rose, the first mate, moaning with pleasure. The screen showed her bouncing up and down, her tits heaving for the camera as her pussy rod a big cock between her spread legs. The camera was looking up at her bouncing tits as she bit her finger. One of the crew turned to Thomas who was stunned standing in the door. "Hey you, new guy, close the door! You want us to get in trouble you idiot!" Once again, Thomas, red in the face bowed his head. "S...sorry." He backed away and the door slid shut in front of him. "This ship is a mad house." He said to himself still trying to get his barrings.

He continued his journey of discovery and kept his head on a swivel. What would he run into next? A room of naked people, perverts or a half naked girl running around the ship. Suddenly when he wasn't looking he collided with something soft, it took a second for him to get his footing and looked, watching a pair of large tits bounce from his impact. Standing before him was a gynoid who looked back at him with glowing heart shaped eyes. The very make of the perfect woman, her body a polished white with a pearl like shine in the light but soft to the touch. Accenting black grooves across her body broke up the polished white with an open groove in the middle of her neck that showed a black mechanical throat. Long pink hair in a slicked back manner came down to her shoulder blades. A metallic pink string-less thong fit snugly between her thighs, while the same colored material just covered the tips of her freely exposed big tits in decorative pasties. Her feet were shaped in the form of a solid high heel fashion with neon pink running lights, Hearts cut into them.

Thomas reacted defensibly. "Wh...who are you?" Celesti blinked at him ignoring the question. "Are you an intruder? If you are, you have to tell me, so you can be dispatched in an efficient manner." Thomas jumped a little. "What? No. My name is Thomas Field, I was just...I didn't mean to see those girls, I was just...and the cameras were..." Celesti smiled. "Oh Mr. Field. The captain has been waiting for you." Thomas' heart dropped as he swallowed. "Yes yes, the captain, I have been looking for her." Celesti's smile widened. "Why didn't you say so, I will take you to her, she is in med bay." The young man started to follow the gynoid. "Med bay? I hope she wasn't hurt." Celesti shook her head. "Not at all, it was just time for her weekly check up with Dr. Einstat." Thomas looked ahead. "Weekly? You all must take health very seriously on this ship." Celesti hummed in thought and looked at him with a smile. "Sure."

The door to the med bay opened and Thomas was ushered in with the gynoid following. He could hear the captain's voice inside and aimed to follow it. "Oh doc, right there, just like that." Thomas swallowed hard and walked in prepared for anything. He stopped and turned red again feeling embarrassed. He found Koshka laying on a table, face down, she was naked, her big tits squished against the table and spilling from her sides and another woman, presumably this Dr. Einstat was rubbing the captain's back. "Err...aahh...captain, I will come back later!" Thomas blurted out. Koshka shot a look up seeing the young Field. "Ah, young master, you finally arrived, we will leave port at your convenience." Thomas turned his back to her. "Well...good then, I figure we should return to Lion Heart, perhaps my grandfather left notes on the Queen's Revenge, since he seemed to know what was happening."

Dr. Einstat continued to rub the captain's naked body as she giggled. "My, he is quite the gentlemen, isn't he captain?" Koshka smiled. "Indeed, the sanctity of my womanhood has been protected." The two laughed together at the idea of Koshka having any sanctity. Thomas slightly turned his head, eager to get a peak but fought the urge. "Well captain? Do you agree with me, or do you have a better idea?" Koshka bobbed her head back and forth in thought then nodded. "Very well, Lion Heart it is. I hope we do find something, because I have no inclination to wander the Jupiter sphere looking for your ghost ship. Aaaahhhh!" Thomas jumped at the sudden crying out as Einstat dug an elbow into Koshka's shoulder. "Good, fine." Is all he could say. "Celesti..." Koshka called out between groans. "...see to it that the young master has a good bed, a cabin of his own would be preferable, he's paying in gold after all." Celesti nodded and side steps, raising an arm to guide their guest out of med bay. "If you will follow me, I will show you the way."

Thomas seemed to leave in a hurry followed by the gynoid and as the door slid shut behind them Koshka turned over on the table giving release to her big tits that jiggled for the doctor. "Where did you find this one?" Einstat questioned while squeezing the big tits before her. "Mmmm....apparently his family was attack by a ghost ship from children stories. He intends to pay well, so why not?" Einstat licked one of her hard nipples while continuing the squeeze and play with the captain's big tits, sucking and releasing making Koshka moan out slightly. "Well I'm sure whatever is going to happen, you will pull us through, like you always do." Dr. Einstat said smiling while returning to sucking on the soft big tits of the captain.

"Mmmmmm." "Aaaaahhh" "Oooohh" Moans of pleasure filled the med bay, the good doctor's medical uniform now bunched up on the floor under the table where the girls both now lay, their naked bodies intertwined in a sixty nine. Einstat lay on her back while Koshka lay on top of her holding the doctor's legs apart as she pressed her lips against Einstat's pussy while licking deep. She moaned feeling the same, the doctor reaching up with her neck licking Koshka as they moaned with pleasure together. Their soft bodies pressed together as they moved their hips, begging for more pleasure.

Tongues licked pussy, flicking at clits. Koshka shook her head between the doctor's thighs making her moan with pleasure while Einstat pushed her thumb into Koshka's pussy while licking her clit. Koshka threw her head back, her lips and chin glistening as she moved her hips with Einstat's tongue. The captain pushed a pair of fingers into the doctor's pussy and started vigorously pleasuring, licking her lips. Einstat returned the pleasurable favor and replaced her thumb with two fingers and started moving her wrist, feeling the warm insides of the captain. The girl's moaning became louder as the pleasure over took them. Arms, wrists and fingers working hard, soft asses jiggling slighting from the force of the fingering pushing into them while they moaned with pleasure together.

Moments later Koshka moaned out. "Aaaahhh fuucckk yes!" Laying on her back, her big tits bouncing up and down as Einstat sat opposite to her, their wet pussies rubbing together, clits tantalizing each other. "Aaahh aaah oohhhh!" Einstat's tits jiggled as she moved her hips against the captain's own.

The girl's moaning intensified, hips moving faster and faster, their tits bounced harder, pleasuring each other. Koshka grabbed the examination table and threw her head back as she cried out, feeling the pleasure burn in her hot body. "Aaaahh doctor! You're going...going..to...make me...CUUUUMMM!" Dr. Einstat cried out with her as the hot sweating girls arched their backs, moving their hips vigorously; having their orgasm together. "Hhaaaaaaa!" The doctor yelled out. As the pleasure subsided the two naked girls on the table sat up and kissed, their wet tongues mingled for a moment then their lips parted. "Well doc?" Koshka said with a panting expression. "I declare, you have a clean bill of health captain." The doctor responded as she fell back as her tits bounced with a sigh.

The maneuvering thrusters fired as the mooring clamps were released and the Star Lancer pulled away from the docking complex. Finally clear of the Stardust traffic zone the flaring blue light of her high output ion engines fired. The Star Lancer accelerated out into the void of space, an ocean without tomorrow; the great gas giant of Jupiter lingering in the back drop of her and her crew's next adventure.

End Episode 1