Torchwood- Cardiff.

Toshiko Sato sat at her workstation in the torchwood hub deep under millenium square in the centre of Cardiff. On the desk in front of her two tubs of reeking black goo and a palm sized alien device lay discarded. The pretty Japanese scientist sat back rubbing her temples wearily and flicked on her webcam to record.

"Investigation of the alien device zero,zero,three.one.seven.four complete." She reported. "The device opens artifacts, zero,zero,three,zero,three,eight and zero,three,nine. These artifacts appear to be emergancy ration packs. The packs employ a low level stasis field which preserves the contents indefinately. The organic matter will be passed to Dr Owen Harper for biological analysis and the artifacts to Ianto Jones for catalogueing and storage. End summery."

Tosh pushed herself upright and stretched. Three days work and she'd managed to master an alien can opener. She walked across the cluttered hub to another monitor and brought the internal surveillance online. She'd seen Owen and Gwen earlier and since she had a clear view of the exit from her desk she knew that must still be somewhere inside the torchwood facility.The sooner she could pass this smelly gunk onto Owen and leave the artifacts for Ianto, the sooner she could get back to her home for some well deserved rest.She flicked through a couple of CCTV camara views showing nothing but empty corridors and rooms until she got to the camara mounted in the autopsy room. Her eyes widened with surprise as she took in the scene displayed on the monitor. Torchwood's newest recruit, the raven haired ex policewoman Gwen Cooper was laid out on the autopsy table stark naked. Between her splayed legs the equally undressed Owen Harper was vigorously fucking the beautiful dark haired woman. With morbid curiousity Toshiko zoomed in the camara on the pair and felt a stab of jealousy as she saw the surprisingly well hung cock of the wiry doctor sliding smoothly in and out of the obviously well lubricated pussy of the ecstatically writhing Gwen.

Toshiko reached to switch off the camara, her cheeks reddening with guilt at her unintentional voyeurism. Her finger hovered over the button , but she couldn't bring herself to press it. She glanced around the hub, although she knew that Captain Jack and Ianto had gone out to lunch shortly before and she didn't expect them back any time soon. Turning on the audio, Gwen could be heard encouraging Owen to fuck her harder and faster. The filthy words sounded incongrous in Gwen's sweet south welsh lilt. Tosh felt the stirring of sexual heat in her loins as she watched her team mates and was shocked to realise that Gwen's body was affecting her as much as that of Owen, whom she'd secretly fancied for quite some time. Tosh had still considered herself 100% heterosexual, even though she had been seduced and bedded by an alien criminal in the guise of a human female. She'd managed to convince herself that the alien she had known as Mary had somehow exerted some kind of mind control to **** her to act against her nature.

With trembling fingers Tosh unzipped her jeans and thrust her hand down the front of her panties, her touch found her sex lips and she rubbed her labia as she watched her colleagues screwing. Gwen's ample breasts bounced with each thrust as Owen fucked her with brutal intensity as Gwen squirmed and moaned beneath him. Tosh's fingers were thrusting into her quim now, trying to match pace with the action on the monitor and she felt the pressure growing within herself as as her arousal neared it's climax. On the screen Gwen was gasping loudly, her hips bucking violently upwards as she orgasmed and Owen snarled in satisfaction as his seed erupted into the velvety heat of her spasming vagina. For a brief second it seemed to Toshiko that that Owen's face had changed at the moment of release, his features changing into a bestial mask. Tosh cried out as she came herself, her knees buckling as the energy drained from her and she clutched at the worktop for support. With glazed eyes she leaned against the desk, gasping for breath. When she refocussed the couple had pulled apart and were recovering their clothes from the floor.

The scene of the autopsy room suddenly blanked out and was replaced an instant later by a map of the British isles. Lights flashed on the security console and an alert signal sounded as an automatic search system in the computer went to work, zooming in the map image as the programme located the source of the disturbance which had triggered the alert. Tosh pulled her sticky fingers from her soaking gash and zipped up her jeans, pulling her mobile phone from her pocket she speed dialed Jack's number.

"Jack, it's Toshiko." She said. "You'd better get back here, the distortion you were waiting for just happened."