Raise Your Legs in Surrender

"Whoah, Cally! What's gotten into you?" Panic fills your voice as you scramble to your feet and attempt to take a defensive posture.

"I don't know, but I'm about to get into you. Give me that sweet ass of yours."

Something is very wrong with Calhoun. His eyes look deranged and the muscles in his face twitch unnaturally. You realize that he is beyond reasoning with, so your best chance of surviving may be to submit. Slowly, you sit back down on the floor and spread your legs, giving him full access to your fresh new virgin pussy.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," you say to yourself as you lean back, steeling yourself to be taken roughly. He crouches down like an animal and crawls on top of you. You feel his hot breath on your skin as he positions his cock between your thighs. You close your eyes and your body tenses in anticipation. The tip of his cock forces your delicate folds apart, and you feel a rip as he pops your cherry and slips inside you. The pain brings tears to your eyes, but it soon passes as he eases into a rhythm. His initial roughness begins to calm as he takes pleasure from your body. Your hips rock back and forth, synchronizing with his rhythm. It's hard for you to believe, but you're actually starting to enjoy being fucked as a woman. The sensations are so strange and new. Instinctively, your body starts drawing him deeper into you as you hook your legs around his thighs.

"Oh... Oh... Oh my God... OH GOD!" you moan with increasing intensity as you feel something building up inside of you. It's your first ever female orgasm, and it's coming fast. You try to brace yourself, but you never expected you could ever experience a climax this strong.

"FFFFUUUCCKKKK!!!" your whole body convulses as wave after wave of **** pleasure overloads your senses. Calhoun starts pounding your pussy with wild abandon until he cries out too, but you barely even notice as he floods your pussy with hot cum. His eyes roll back, and he slumps down on top of you, apparently **** as his dick gradually slips out of your wrecked pussy.

Still in a daze from being roundly fucked, you hear footsteps approaching. A pair of hands pulls Calhoun's **** body off of you, and you see a blonde woman in an ill-fitting gold Starfleet uniform tunic and underwear holding a phaser. A Vulcan woman in a blue uniform tunic and underwear that doesn't fit her either is crouched over Calhoun and scanning him with a tricorder.

"He appears to be suffering from some sort of libido driven psychosis, Captain, apparently due to the **** hormonal imbalance from the transformation," the Vulcan woman explains in an oddly familiar voice.

"English, Spock," the blonde woman says with a hint of annoyance.

"He is so horny he'll fuck anything that moves," the Vulcan woman says flatly. It suddenly dawns on you that these two women are Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock who have also been transformed just like you have.

"How are you feeling, crewman?" the Captain asks as she offers you a hand.

"Thoroughly fucked, sir, but I'm okay," you respond as she helps you to your feet. Your legs wobble uneasily as you find your balance.

"Easy there. You've just been through a lot. Here, put these on. We escaped from a room just like this one and found a storage locker with our uniforms and equipment." She hands you your red uniform tunic and underwear.

"Where's the rest of my uniform?" you ask.

"Don't worry about it. The trousers won't fit and the boots are too big," she explains. "Here, take this too." She hands you your phaser after you awkwardly dress yourself.

"Sir, how did you manage to escape?"

"Well, I... outwitted one of our captors." she says somewhat evasively.

"She enticed them into performing sexual acts with her and then I incapacitated them after they opened the door to leave," Spock added helpfully.

Her cheeks glowing in embarrassment, the Captain turns to the Vulcan. "Thank you, Spock. That was very helpful," she says through clenched teeth.

"You're quite welcome," she responds, completely oblivious to the seething sarcasm in the Captain's tone of voice.

"Now, something is blocking the signal from our communicators, so we need to find a way out before we can contact the Enterprise. We'll need to leave Calhoun here for now since he'll be too dangerous for us when he regains consciousness. We'll come back for him after we find a way out. Spock, Doe, let's get moving."

Heading unsteadily towards the open cell door, you look back at Calhoun's **** masculine figure, his eyes closed, his muscular chest rising and falling rhythmically, and his thick simi-soft cock still leaking semen onto the floor. It's still hard for you to believe that monster of a dick was inside you just moments ago despite the evidence slowly leaking out of your sorely abused pussy and soaking into your underwear fabric. You feel a pang of guilt as you are about to leave your fellow crewman behind, even if he did just suddenly **** himself onto you and nearly fuck you to ****.

"Don't worry, Crewman, he'll be fine. We'll come back for him when it's safe, but for now he needs to stay right here both for his protection and for ours," the Captain says reassuringly while gently placing a hand on your shoulder. This isn't the first time the Captain has used this gesture to show confidence in you, but this time it feels very different. There's a warmth in her newly feminine touch that radiates down through you. Looking into her eyes, you see a self-assuredness that you wish you felt. It's as if she has somehow fully accepted the transformation and seems perfectly at ease inside a woman's body. Suddenly, you feel an overwhelming urge to hug her. Instinctively, you wrap your arms around the Captain and embrace her tightly. For a moment she seems startled, but she quickly relaxes and hugs you in return. As your feminine body presses against hers, you gradually feel less awkward about your transformation and more accepting of your current form.

"Thank you, Captain," you say to her as you release her from your embrace.

"Anytime, Doe. You're doing a fine job. Now, lets find our way out of this mess and back to the ship. Lead the way, Crewman."

Taking point with your phaser at the ready, you lead the Captain and the science officer down the corridor. The air is dry and stale and the metallic floor feels cold against your bare feet. Poor lighting makes it difficult to see far ahead. Eventually, you come to an intersection. In either direction, the corridor extends for several meters before wrapping around a corner. To the left, you can hear the the whir and hum of machinery. To the right, you hear faint voices.