May

May, one of the many many passengers on the spaceship heading to the ancient planet of earth at lightning speed, was just about to read a book out of her large collection of books when she heard sound from the hall in one of the passenger sections of the ship. She, always being the introverted and mousy girl who was rather alone than with others with a secret set of kinks like Public sex, transformation into a giggly bimbo, skimpy and slutty latex/leather outfits and degradation, was thinking about what to do; check it out or ignore the groans and read her book.

Eventually she decided to check out the groans coming from outside, so she puts away her book and opens her door. Only to find you, the captain, crawling towards the sick bay. Deciding to help you; she makes her way towards you, before trying to lift you up. Not realising the mistake she made for her future.

"T-Thank you... Can I go into your cabin to rest a little?" I ask, my breath heavy. The symbiote is starting to fully merge with me. The pain is slowly decreasing, and I feel my body being very different, free...

May's frail body is trying to carry me but it's hard because of how much I weigh. But you manage to get me on your bed. I'm still wearing my uniform, black veins popping out left and right.

"Thanks a lot for your help... And you are?" I ask, a new red glimmer shining in my eye. It's too late for me, the alien is already using me as its lustful host...

"O-o-of course." She says meekly, before she tries to lift you up and moves back to her cabin nearby. Her frail body struggles heavily to lift your heavy body, but she manages to reach her cabin and lay you on her bed. "Y-y-you're welcome s-s-sir" She says, not noticing the symbiote taking you over. But she notices the black veins. "A-a-are you okay, sir?" she asks meekly, not knowing the 'danger' she's in.

"I just need to drink some water. Could you bring me that doll?~" the end of my sentence seems a lot more sultry than the start, with my gruff but thankful tone.

A part of the symbiote detach itself from me, sliding down your bed as you're looking away. It starts to hide in the shadows, waiting for an opening to strike...