Release pheromones to alter their minds

The stone began to shake until it was partially split. A kind of gas began to come out of the cracks that appeared. There was little the tank could do to contain the foreign substance that had emanated from the stone.

The gas wandered undetected by any of the girls to all corners of the ship. It had in favor that almost everyone was aslept.

The first to inspire that substance was Natasha, who was hitting the punching bag in her room.

She was amazed at the amount of energy she had, knowing that it was all because of the contact with the red stone. She hit and hit the sack without giving it any break. Unfortunately for her, she had to stop when realized that it was about to break. That left her pensive. If that little thing could have given her all that, what it would be the reach of the black stone.

She untied the elastic that held her black, curly, medium hair and threw herself on the bed, not caring about the excessive sweat on her body. At that moment there was only one thing on her mind. Her mission. She was so glad they had achieved her goal that now she couldn't wait to get to Earth and for everyone to recognize her for who she was, a savior.

Since she was young, her only goal in her life had been to be important, that is why she enlisted in the army, because she knew that, being a war heroine, she would obtain the respect and recognition of everyone. And this mission puts that scale on a global level.

Laughing, she closed her eyes and began to think about what it would be like once they descended on the planet. All the people around her, cheering her on in her name, loving her for having found their salvation. Her hand slid slowly down her trained stomach, reaching the beginning of the black leggings that covered her legs. Without realizing it, she was being influenced by the gas that had already settled in her room. She could feel all the love they were going to give her and all the love she was going to give the world. Her remaining hand went up to her sports shirt the same color as her leggings, but, before she could do anything, a sense of insecurity invaded her mind. What if that wasn't the case for her with her and people forgot her to focus on the black stone?

She opened her eyes and got up. Walked over to the secret compartment she had prepared and pulled out a small box. Opening it, she found the red stone.

Without any hesitation, she touched it and immediately felt a new wave of power entering her body. After a few seconds, and with a little more stability, she leaned back on the bed once more and looked at the artifact.

"At least if I don't have everyone's recognition, I have you as a plan B." she closed her eyes and began to imagine a new scenario.

Alone, discarded by all of society, but with the stone. It was the only thing she needed, that stone was going to give her unimaginable power. Her free hand came down and, this time, she entered under her pants. She began to play with her labia at the thought of being a powerful being. Without realizing it, thanks to her new strength, she excessively squeezed the red stone, causing it to get several cracks, which allowed it to emanate its own gas that was completely devoured by the black-haired woman who was stroking with more intensity each passing second.

Now the images that came to her mind were different. The black crystal destroyed. Many people on their knees begging, praising and idolizing and, in the middle of all that show, her, but not as her usual me, no, but as something else. Something that she honestly liked.

She stood up abruptly when she climaxed. In her life he had felt as good and as lucid as at that moment. She looked at the stone in her hand and understood everything. She knew she had to.

She ran off to Doc's lab like there was no tomorrow and, if she didn't fulfill her mission, she might not have a tomorrow, or at least one in which she was the most powerful being in the world.

She opened one of the access doors and slowly approached the stone. Even in that tense moment, this object seemed imposing to him. But this was not the time to be bewitched, this was the time to destroy her.

"Natasha?" called a voice behind her.