Adam closes in and Tasha begins to feel a bit strange...

Adam panted hard, filling his lungs with the thin mist as he charged through the ships corridors. His muscles thrumming with restrained animal strength, in fact they ached with it! Every cell in his bare body felt super-charged with bestial power and his monstrous cock lanced out iron hard in front of him aching worst of all.

His mind was foggy with a confusion of overpowering emotions but he dimly recalled hooking the canister up to the main air vents of ‘The Princess’. Yes, he remembered now! It was the canister filled a compressed water vapor and tainted with the potent Gorgon essence that he had created when planning for his family’s arrival. That had been before he had instead decided to spike his sister and aunts food.

Adam knew that the damp mist in the air was affecting him, just as he knew the ships atmospheric scrubbers would eventually filter out the pervasive substance but that would take hours, more than enough time for him to…

An unfamiliar female odor filled his flaring nostrils as he entered a junction between two corridors and the beast inside of him released a challenging roar. Adam couldn’t resist the urge to throw back his head and echo the internal cry with a very real one of his own. The old Adam of several weeks ago might have been horrified at the deep rumbling crash of sound that resounded throughout the ship but new and improved Adam gloried in it… it was the sound of a strong alpha male coming to claim what was rightfully his!

Stumbling a little and flexing his powerful hands eagerly, he barreled down the misty passage towards the enticing feminine scent.

Tasha’s hand holding the blaster trembled as the final echoes of the roar faded away; she was beginning to feel more than a little stupid. Three costly space-craft floating dead in space and they had all been so intent on the prize that none of them had thought to ask the most important question: why?

The helpless vessels hadn’t so much as sent out an emergency cry as the ‘Valkyrie’ had closed in on them. What was loose aboard these three coupled spacecraft that had left all three of them seemingly empty and adrift? In spite of her fear, a pleasant quiver ran through the curvy Latinas entire body, what the fuck was wrong with her?!

Her quickening breaths seemed labored, it was fast becoming harder to breath, Tasha started to panic before she realized it was because her grey flight suit was growing too tight. It was stretching painfully across her bulging chest and for an irrational moment she thought that the jumpsuit was shrinking! It wasn’t until she tore the overstrained buttons open that she saw the truth, in fact it was her… she was growing!

More accurately her breasts had began to swell alarmingly, she had always been a proud D cup but now as she looked wide-eyed down at her overflowing bra she could only guess that they had expanded somewhere up past a EE cup! The tanned flesh of her bosom swelled and glistened as her nipples bulged free of her increasingly useless brassiere, god but they were stiff and aching as she struggled to get the rest of the one piece flightsuit off. Her strong hips, thighs and ass were changing too! She gasped as her own lower body threatened to rip the coarse material in its own astonishing transformations.

She struggled to peel off the restraining coveralls before they grew so tight that she would be helpless. Falling onto her ass; a fuller rounder ass than she ever dreamed that she might possess, Tasha kicked and thrashed to get the legs of the jumpsuit off over her combat boots.

Her thighs which had once been a bit chubby where now thick with sleek muscle and blemishless skin, and her hips which had always been strong but lumpy were now smoothly round and contoured, pinching inwards to a newly slender waistline. Tasha gasped as her simple black panties and bra pinched at her firm abundant flesh as her body fast outgrew them and the goddamn legs of the goddamn jumpsuit wouldn’t come off over her goddamn boots!

Squealing with alarm she looked franticly about for her blaster, ready to blow the constraining garment apart if it would only free her feet so she could move! She spotted the discarded weapon a few feet away where she had dropped it in her struggling but she had only just begun to drag herself towards it when ‘he’ entered the room.

Her head spun, her long dark bangs whipping across her flushed face, as she heard the deep panting breaths behind her. There he stood in the narrow corridor; a naked granite skinned monster of a man, all rippling muscle and bulging veins. Tasha’s wide eyes took in his stocky frame and moved inevitably down from his glaring gunsteel grey eyes, over his slab like pecks and rocky abs to the almost grotesque fleshy member jutting out from his groin like pillar.

She couldn’t believe it; the thing had to be over a foot long and almost as thick as a table leg! The thick sinews and angry veins of it pulsed visibly and to her own horror, she felt her own body respond to it as though it were an antenna transmitting a strong signal of carnal desire.

Her pussy throbbed and Tasha felt as though the muscles within her pelvis were rippling in hungry need. Her nipples ached and pulsed in time with the obscene phallis mere feet away and the busty Latina couldn’t deny the heady surge of hormones that flooded her mind and body… what the hell was happening to her?!

The corporate spy turned prisoner turned pirate wasn’t a cast-in-stone lesbian, in fact before her imprisonment she had enjoyed many nights in the arms of male lovers. Sometimes it had even been part of the job and one she had tried to enjoy as much as possible in the circumstances but her time in the prison colony on Drestia II had changed all of that for her.

The male guards there hadn’t been kind to the all-female population, generally taking any female they wanted and not being gentle about it either. So like many of the inmates Tasha thought it had changed her feelings towards the male gender forever but now…. In the presence of this grey-skinned, outrageously muscled man-thing…

It stalked towards her, sniffing the air and looking her over eagerly with its burning eyes. It WAS a man, she realized recognizing a young handsome face contorted with bestial desire but what had happened to him?! All thoughts fled as he approached and her body arched spasmodically, her huge breasts jiggling, pointed nipples hardening and her pelvis thrusting upwards. All of her physical being seemed to cry out in a **** yearning for his touch.

“Oh gawd! Please… please…” she cried desperately, reaching out for him. “Please, I don't know... what is... I... I need you… please… !”