This wasn’t the first time he had flown through space, heading to New Scottsdale for a technical and computer conference. He was used to the sound of the engines and the smell of the seats. Even the distant threat of pirates no longer caused him to stay awake on these long interplanetary runs. Only now, the threat no longer seemed so distant.

The ship shook again and a blinding flash came through a nearby window. Other people were waking up now as well, and most of them were crowding to the port side of the ship to look out the windows. Cries of worry were growing and panic was starting to creep its way into the cabin.

"Pirates!" shouted a nearby voice.

"Impossible!" another denied. "Not this deep into Coalition space!"

Shan tried to crawl into his chair, hoping that the ship would rock once more and wake him up from this nightmare and send him back into the arms and breasts of his dream women.

The Herapi Captain Blue Eye glared hungrily at her prey. The civilian ship had almost no armament, but its engines were fast and its pilot skilled. She had to bring her prey down soon, she couldn’t risk staying this deep within Coalition space. It wouldn’t take long for a Human Fast Response Corvette to arrive and run her off.

"Shoot faster gunner! Aim for the engines!" The Captain growled from her perch high above the control compartment. "If they get away, I’ll toss you into the pits myself!" Other Herapi scrambled around the bridge commanding the ships systems. The ship, shaped like a bird of prey, was a living thing itself and its Captain could tell that it was as hungry as she.

From one of the control centers, a human female’s torso was merged seamlessly. With a far away look, it spoke to the captain. "The hunted ship is hailing us."

"And why would I want to talk to soon-to-be slaves?" quizzed Blue Eye.

The woman’s torso glanced bleary-eyed up to her master. "Their captain wishes to discus surrender."

The Captain swooped down on the short wings that replaced her arms, landing in front of a large swath of artificial skin next to the console. "Put him through."

The skin changed tone and shapes formed in it as different pigments shifted and changed. Within a second, the skin formed into a sharp likeness of a human ship’s captain.

"Hello, this is Captain Felter," it said. "I want to talk to the commander of the attacking ship."

"I am she, what do you want?"

"We have sent an emergency call to any Coalition ships in the area. But as you know, they may take too long to rescue us. But then again, they might not."

"I’m listening," responded the feathered captain, through narrowed eyes of two different colors.

"I’ll turn over all of our passengers if you let the rest of my crew and I go."

The alien Captain stared at her organic view screen while licking her sharp teeth with her tongue. "Agreed. Now cut your engines and prepare to be boarded."

"And just so you know, if you try and pull anything, I will overload the engines, blow the ship, and you will get nothing! Are we clear?"

"Crystal." The Herapi Captain switched off the screen and turned to shout orders to her crew. "Boarding crews at the ready! Mynos in front! No killing! And wake up the pits!"

The ever droning sound of the ship’s engines faded and cut out, leaving an empty silence broken only by the whimpers of the passengers. Shan wished for a weapon or just something heavy. Anything to make the caveman part of his mind calm down. The ship shuddered and then went still. Down the aisle he could hear the sound of an air lock hissing and opening. Shan waited to hear the sounds of shooting, the sound of the ships security crew fighting off the attackers. No sound of shooting was to be heard.

The privacy curtain flew back and a huge horned monster hunched thru, followed by another. The first three meter tall alien picked up a passenger and tossed them easily down the cabin while the other covered the rest with an enormous multi-barreled gun. The two monsters crushed some of the seats to make room so they could clear the aisle. As soon as the two Mynotaers had stepped aside Shan watched as several smaller, armed, and female aliens strode into the cabin. Shan would have considered the smaller aliens sexy at any other time. They were the size of a normal human and wore little clothing, more for decoration than for modesty. Their bare skin had patterns of spots running down their legs and over their cheeks. Instead of arms they had short feathered wings only slightly longer that a human’s upper limbs. At the end of each wing they had 2 clawed fingers with no thumb, and those fingers held wicked guns shaped like large blades. Their bird-like feet had no shoes, instead they had dexterous toes that seemed to be able to grip anything a hand could.

The leading bird woman pointed at the frightened passengers. "You all now belong to us! Anyone who resists will be shot! Get up leave your possessions and come with us right now!"

To make her point she aimed at a person right next to Shan and fired. The razor thin blast of light hit the target and the victim stiffened, screamed, and fell. Shan’s teeth clenched. Even a meter away the effect of the blast could be felt by him. Pain seared across his skin.

The huge Mynotaer nearest picked up the limp victim and carried him out of the cabin. The rest of the passengers including Shan scrambled to follow as the avian Herapi covered them with their Pain Maker guns, while perched on the tops of the seats.

As Shan made his way to the air lock he looked over to see the Captain, crew, and security personnel standing out of the way watching the line of prisoners making there way out of the ship. The captain had an intense look of guilt, the others wore looks more of relief.

"Commander, all of the prisoners have been loaded. What do we do with the rest of the ship's crew?" asked a lower ranked trooper, flanked by a large war slave and a Mynotaer.

"Let them be," ordered Blue Eye. "We had a deal and I don’t feel like breaking it today. Now, secure the new cargo and get us out of here!"

The organic engines of the large ship began to thrum and send vibrations through the feet of the crew. The red skinned, raptor shaped vessel pulled away from the mostly empty passenger ship and sped off into the black distance.

The Captain turned to a nearby subordinate. "Knisket, how many did we get?"

"Forty-nine, Captain," the crewmember answered excitedly, "and all brainpans!"

"Good ," the Captain mused to herself. "Smart ones are very valuable. Even if we had to leave the others, we should make out very well this time." The Captain leaped into the air with a mighty beat of her wings, landing on the perch of her command chair several meters above the command deck.

The crewmember cleared her throat before continuing. "However, Captain, there is one problem." The captain scowled at this news. "It’s the Mynos. They want their share of slaves. But due to the deal you made we don’t have any security troops or dummies to convert," the Herapi assistant said nervously.

Blue Eye scowled. "Wonderful," she thought. "No cheap ones to fork over." Barking orders, she yelled out, "Well, grab a dozen prisoners and send them to the pits. I guess this time, the Mynos will get smart slaves."

“If you ask me, we don’t need the stinking Mynos! They don't have anything that we can’t make on our own."

"Yes, sir, but, I don’t know, they are pretty nice to have around."

"K'n'tar-shit! They’re big, clumsy, and they smell awful!"

"Not really, Sir. They just smell different. And they are much smarter than the combat slaves we use. We have to dumb them down a lot."

"Mardgik, shut up."

Two Herapi stood on a broad walk way in an open room flanked on both sides by wide sphincter like mouths, each one just at floor level. They were standing next to an organic control panel and generally bitching about life. The taller one, apparently the boss of the other, was missing a wing, sheared off right at the shoulder. The other one was shorter and rounder and was a bit cute in and alien sort of way. Shan watched them and worried. He had heard all sorts of horror stories about what Herapi pirates do to the people the capture. Too many sounded like the type of tale told to children to make them behave, but now even the most outlandish rolled through his mind, all too realistic now.

He stood in a group with ten other people from the passenger ship, nude and shivering even though the air was comfortably warm. A big, strange, and monstrous creature stood behind them, guarding them. It looked like it had been made out of several different people all melded into one large form, it had two human and female heads with blank stares and several long and well muscled arms. It, like them, was nude and also clearly female.

"I mean, one of them got carried away and bashed in the head of one of the prisoners!" shouted the tall one. "What good does that do us?"

"But we took that one out of the payment to the Mynos, so it doesn’t really hurt us." The short one cleaned her thick glasses with the feathers of one wing. "I like the Mynos," she said. "They look neat."

"Oh, yeah. Hooves, horns, tails, and udders are really sexy. What in the name of Pain is wrong with you, Mardgik?" The tall one looked down at her underling and scratched at the feathery stump that was all that was left of her right wing.

"I didn’t say they were sexy. And they don’t have udders, just four breasts, and only the females at that." Mardgik shuffled her clawed feet in an embarrassed manner.

"Yeah, the males. There real winners. Primitive screw heads. If they were smart they would ditch all their men like we did."

"We still have men, Sir."

"Not for much longer. Now, shut up!" The one armed pirate turned to the prisoners, "O.K., now get this! You lot just got picked to be converted into slaves for the big smelly horned bull critters. So line up each of you in front of a pit!" She pointed with her one arm at the fleshy sphincters along the walk way. Each one slowly opened showing a gapping maw full of tentacles and small round teeth.

One male prisoner stepped forward shouting, "NO! You can't do this! I won’t let you change me into some freakish cow woman thing! You’ll have to kill me... ERRK!!"

The man fell to the floor from being shot. The tall Herapi had produced a Pain Maker gun from behind her back. She then pointed to another large slave construct that had been summoned to pick up the man.

"Take him to pit bay 3 and bring a replacement for him. If he doesn’t want to be a female cow, let’s see if he prefers being a female chair!" She looked up at the other people huddled together and aimed her gun at them. "Anyone else want to be a chair? No? Fine, now stand next to a pit! And hurry up, or I’ll just blast you and toss you in unconscious!"

Shan and the other people shuffled into place each one staring with apprehension at the wide mouth open in front of them. Every hair on his nude body stood on end.

"Now! Jump in!" The Tall one waited a brief second then started to shoot the prisoners on down the line. Each one shrieked and fell into the pit in front of them. As the shots got closer Shan could feel the pain radiating from every victim. He and the rest jumped into the slimy pits in front of them.

The tendrils quickly wrapped around him, and dragged him down deeper into the warm wet hole. He tried to struggle against them as they squeezed tighter. The light faded as the mouth closed above him. His eyes bulged as he felt the tentacles slide into every opening in his body. He blacked out as a large one snaked down his throat.

The tall Herapi began to walk out of the bay calling behind her, "Ok, set the pits to make Ios, I’m going to get a drink."

The women’s nipples had grown long and thick. They wrapped around him and molested him in places he didn’t want to think about. They raped every part of his body inside and out. The women had changed in other ways as well, they now had sharp features, claws, and feathers. Their long nipples continued to squeeze and probe him, as their owners cackled.

He was reborn. He felt himself sliding out of a long meaty tube and hit the floor of the deck. His flesh bounced and he tried to move limbs too long asleep. He felt hands grip him and lift him off the floor. Parts of him were numb while others pulsed with feelings new to his limp mind. He watched through blurry eyes as lights and shapes flowed past. Sounds beat down around his ears but were overpowered by the thump of his heart. The hands set him down on something soft and warm. His mind gave up the struggle and he slid into sleep again.

Years, or minutes later he awoke. He stared at the stony roof above him, his mind connecting shapes in the texture of it to make friends for him. He could feel himself lying on a hard but fur-covered floor. He brought his hand up to rub his eyes. Fingers far too thick and others far too numb touched his closed eyes.

He sat up abruptly to stare at his hands, but unfamiliar jiggling postponed that line of investigation. Two huge breasts jutted out from his pale chest. He reached up to cup one only to find another pair of smaller breasts underneath. He shifted and found his feet far too long, and they ended in fur and dark shapes. It took him long seconds of staring to realize that they were hooves.

A snake moved and tried to bite him. He recoiled and tried to crawl away. He looked back over his new wider hips to find that the snake led up to his ass and was apparently a new tail. He touched where the tail grew from his back side and finally remembered to look at his hands. They had also been taken away and replaced with new ones. They had only two thick fingers each with an equally large thumb. The nails were broad and dark, just like his hooves.

He sat in the floor looking at his hands then at his body. It was covered in almost white skin with large dark spots randomly scattered here and there. He then looked back down at his now well endowed chest. Morbid curiosity made him pull his breasts away from each other as he looked past them, and sure enough instead of the standard view any human man would have had he now only saw the smooth curves of a woman.

His mind ran slowly. The view of such intimate female anatomy made him feel aroused, but the differences in how that itself functioned was a shock as well. He lay back onto the floor, careful not to bind his new tail. He looked to the ceiling to find the friends he had just made. He ran his strange hands through the furry carpet beneath him, suddenly realizing that it really was fur and was in fact growing from the living floor.

He lay in that warm fur or a long time, thoughts coming and going, his hands running over his new body, feeling every part. He found the two small horns growing out of the top of his skull and the large ears growing out of the side of his head. He noticed the tag hanging from his new ear, and found a thick leather collar around his neck with a metal bell. Time and again he lingered over his chest, touching and stroking the well formed mounds of flesh now found there.

He loved breasts and now he had lots of them.

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