Planning

She stood and the odd sensation of feeling her still erect cock bob in time with her movements nearly sat her back on her ass. For a brief moment she wondered if this thing would ever settle down. The aroused phallus was really, really distracting. No wonder guys seemed to think with it all the time. Walking out of the cockpit to the cargo bay she took care not to whack it on any bulkheads.

The cargo bay was surprisingly spacious for the small freighters size. The box of Sith Artifacts sat in one corner near a small workbench. She had been halfway through hiding them in several large pieces of artwork, the legitimate cover to get them through customs, when the. . . incident happened. She carefully approached the bench and the artifact she had been holding when she had suddenly collapsed and blacked out.

It was a small pyramid shaped object, not much bigger than her closed fist. Red, faintly luminescent lines ran over the surface all leading to one point of the pyramid. That point had a dark violet crystal slotted in somehow also glowing in time with the lines on it's surface. It had not been doing that before. She carefully reached out to pick it up and as she touched it she nearly passed out again as a surge went through her body rushing towards her cock perfectly in time with the pyramid's pulsing. . .