The Lieutenant is stripped.

Domino reached up and seized the Lieutenant by her chin, though the woman clearly tried to resist the powerful Helcion Captain, she easily her turned her head from side to side as she closely examined her features and facial profile. Domino seemed extremely pleased with the young officer, though I doubted her seemingly happy smile boded well for the woman's future.

"Pretty don't you think Sweetcheeks?" She asked me. "You used to be a man, you'd want to fuck her if you still had your dick wouldn't you?"

I nodded, not wanting to further humiliate the captured officer. The Lieutenant of course wore no make-up but was young, fresh-faced faced and beautiful. The drab green uniform she wore was close fitting enough to tell she had a gym-fit body and the ample swell in the chest area meant she was hiding a fair-sized pair of tits beneath her tunic. Her skin was quite pale, matching the colouring of her white-blonde hair and pale blue eyes.

"Yeah, I reckon you'd have done her if you had ever got the chance." Domino chuckled at my silent agreement. "Let's see if the body is as fuckable as that pretty face suggests. Drone, prep passenger for transport and storage."

The snake-like body of the capture drone rose up, lifting the Marine officer with it by her cuffed wrists and ankles so she was suspended with her booted feet a few inches above the deck. Another arm extended from the drone's body, this time tipped with a scissor-like blade. The tentacle set to work stripping the Marine officer, cutting her uniform from her with mechanical speed and efficiency.

Her tunic and shirt were cut away first, the scissored blade running up her pinioned arms from cuff to shoulder and then cutting downwards from collar to waist. As the uniform fell away in segments the bare arms and torso of the squealing and writhing Marine were revealed. As I had expected of a junior officer fresh out of the academy the tough physical training had produced a well-muscled and athletic physique. Not quite as imposing as the Helcion Captain and her redshirts, but still impressive with its obvious strength and fitness.

"No don't please. Nnngh, you fucking bitch. Stop please." The Lieutenant was confused by her fear and anger as her clothing was systematically shredded from her, alternating haphazardly between begging and threats and curses. "Stop it, please. I'll fucking beat you to a pulp when I get the chance."

Only the officer's dull green underwear was left on her torso and a final pass of the bladed arm cut through that. Her breasts spilt out, firm and ample white mounds with areola and nipples of bright pink. Domino reached up and gave one of those nipples a hard pinch and produced a screech of outrage and pain. The nipple swelled to hardness and reddened noticeably.

"Nice tits," Domino commented appreciatively. "I like the contrast of pale white skin with the ruddy nips. Shame you had to keep those beauties hidden, must be kinda nice to let the girls get some fresh air."

"Fuck you, Helcion cunt." The officer swore vehemently.

"Hmm. Later maybe, but thanks for the offer." Domino chuckled at her own wit.

The drone's cutting arm moved on and downwards to the Marine's trousers and boots, slicing through her belt first before running down her trapped legs to shear away her uniform pants. Shapely muscled legs were stripped bare, as the material fell away in long sliced up remnants. The thicker material of the militay boots took a little longer but was no real hinderance to the scissoring blade. Finally the unattractive green shorts were cut through and fell apart. A thatch of curly pubic hair a shade or two more gingery golden than that of the Lieutenant's head did little to conceal the ruddy pink cleft of the Marine's labia.

"Ugh, a bush," Domino exclaimed, sounding appalled. "Well, that will have to go of course. What's with you dumb Colony sluts, spoiling the sight of perfectly good pussies with all that nasty cunny hair anyway?"

I guessed the question was rhetorical. From what I had seen on my own remodelled body, Jet's and the crew of the Bitch either the Helcions in general or Domino had an acute aversion to any body hair below the eyebrows. It had been a few days now since I had stumbled out of the healing pod and my crotch was still as smooth and bald as ever and I had figured that the nanobots had removed every follicle root to keep it that way.