Return to the med bay.

Momo gave me barely a minute to recover from the shock and ecstasy of that first intense climax in my nanobot manfactured new body before she was chivvying me to move. It seemed the Helcion, despite being the ship's doctor did not believe her bedside manner needed to include any empathy for the fatigue or emotional state of her patients.

"You gonna lie there all day Sweetcheeks." Momo complained after adjusting her leotard to cover her pussy. "I got important doctor shit I need to do and besides watching you do whatever it is with the erection manhandlers sounds like a drag."

"Purge the injection manifolds?" I ask, pushing myself wearily up onto my feet on still trembling legs.

"Yeah that, whatever. Sounds boring." She replied. "You gonna follow at heel like a good girl?"

It was not like I had much choice. Running away from her naked on a ship with a Helcion crew would be the dumbest escape attempt ever. The question seemed rhetorical anyway as Momo pranced off towards the door without waiting for a reply. I hurried after her, like a puppy at heel just as she had desired. The medic led the way back to the med bay that I had so recently awoken to my new life in. As I had on my trip to engineering I found myself following a Helcion ass that inevitably drew my gaze. Momo's ass was smaller than the Captain's, and mine of course. The ruanite leotard did even less to hide it though than Domino's skin tight pants. The gusset of the white leotard fitted snugly in the crack of Momo's ass and left her little round buttcheeks bare to wiggle and bounce prettily as she walked.

Once we were back in the med bay Momo took a seat behind the biggest desk, pushing back the seat so she could slouch with her feet on the table with her ankles crossed. I stood awkwardly for a few seconds waiting for further instruction as Momo interfaced her wristcom with a computer console on the desk. I took the time to look around the med bay. There were four healing pods, each in a corner of the room. The one I had been in was empty of course. The other three each held a naked female figure clamped to the back of the pod by mag restraints as I had been. They all seem to be in torpor right now. One was unmistakably cloned from Momo's DNA, though her hair was a sandy blonde instead of the medic's shocking pink. The other two naked slaves I did not recognise and guessed they were cloned from Hecion crewmembers I had not yey met. Once she was connected she briefly turned her attention back to me with a look of frustrated annoyance.

"Whatcha waiting for Sweetcheeks?" She asked exasperatedly. "Getcha self cleaned up, the shower's right there."

I followed her nod of the head and saw a narrow glass door set in the wall. I headed over and opened it up to find a small shower cubicle with numerous closed panels in the three sides and ceiling. There was a small control interface on the back wall. I stepped in and pressed a finger against the touch screen interface and got a list of options. I chose shower and then full body cleanse and the shower responded with a beep and on the two opposite wall outlines of handprints glowed in red and a pair of similar foot outlines in the shower floor. The meaning was clear enough so I shuffled around to face the plexiglass door and placed my palms and bare feet on the glowing outlines. Once the shower sensed I was in position there was a hiss and a bunch of the panels all around me opened and water jet nozzles emerged. A moment later hot water sprayed my body from every direction. It felt real good, the water pressure was high and the soft flesh of my new body tingled all over from the **** of the jets spraying me.

"Doctor's log. **** thirteen of batch one." Momo's voice was a little muffled by the sound of the shower, but she was close enough and loud enough for me to make out. "Subject roused from torpor early for special duties. Vaginal, clitoral and anal sexual responses tested and graded high."

I realise Momo is referring to me. I think wryly that thirteen certainly was unlucky in my case, though one through twelve and fourteen up might have been even worse. Momo seemed to adept at mixing business with pleasure and our recent sexual encounter had an ulterior purpose other than the little Helcion playing out a power fantasy.

"Subject responded with outstanding results to first conditioning session." Momo continued, blithely ignoring that I as the subject in question could hear every word. "Minimal resistance to sexual arousal due to restraints, rectal violation or light pain. Orgasm transparency rated off the chart with very high audible and visible reaction."

Most of this terminology is new to me, but it's not difficult to decipher. I came hard while being fingered in the butt and having my pussy spanked, and it was very obvious when I orgasmed. All traits that would be regarded highly to an master or mistress in a sexual slavery orientated society like the Zetans. I am naturally both pissed and shamed that Momo was training me like a lab rat to associate pleasure with bondage, spanking and being dominated. I did not have time to dwell on my annoyance and embaressment though as the med bay door hissed and through the plexiglass I saw someone enter the room.