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Alien Life, Part 11 (Man to Alien Impregnated Woman TG)
🕑 Added 2024-05-27 04:28:23 +0000 UTCBy FoxFaceStories
A Commission for Al
The explorer ship Tiresias is nearing the end of its voyage when it is suddenly rerouted to check out a strange signal emanating from the surface of one of the moons of Jupiter. Liam Macklin is a young engineer on the ship, which has a complement of only six. But when he is the one to uncover a strange artefact, his life is changed forever. Slowly, as they voyage back to Mars, his body begins to feminise, in order to better house the new alien life that is growing within him . . .
Part 11: The New News
Things were awkward as they were tense. Petyr of all people had walked in on them together, and he was the worst person possible for keeping secrets. It didn’t take long before the entire crew of the aptly named Tiresias knew about the affair, and they had some explaining to do.
“It just sort of happened,” Adam Kim said before the half-formal assembly, headed by Captain Hardigan.
“It was my fault,” Luniara said, rubbing her arm in an anxious gesture. “I was feeling lonely, and I have all these female hormones now. And post-preggo hormones. And I’m scared of these Interdictor ships closing in on us, and whether I can bring back the Aesera at all, and - and I just wanted it.”
“Uh-huh,” Hardigan said. “So it just happened?”
“I’m not going into details, um, sir.”
“It’s not some alien gland thing, is what I’m asking? I have to ask about this as a precaution, because while we’re in this together I just want to make sure nothing is too suspicious. We don’t know much about Aeseran biology. Right now you just seem like a blue woman with dark blue hair.”
“It’s all I feel like, Captain. Well, I sort of feel things sometimes too.”
His eyebrows raised. So did Adam’s. “Explain.”
The former male winced a little. “I don’t know. Thoughts. Feelings. Just surface stuff. I can tell you’re secretly worried about Adam getting infected and turning into a woman, for instance.”
Doctor Katz whistled. “Well, that’s impressive. Minor telepathy? Empathic abilities at the least. It would explain some new formations on the brain that the scanning equipment picked up.”
Adam put a hand gently on her back. “Did you sense . . ?”
She nodded. It was obvious what he was asking: Did you sense my attraction to you?
“But I didn’t realise I was actually feeling your thoughts until after. Until this dog walked in on us, and I could sense his goddamn jealousy!”
Petyr put up his hands in a gesture of ‘hey, I’m innocent here, alright?’ No one exactly believed him. “Well, don’t go reading my mind too much, comrade. It’s a dirty place.”
“Oh, we all know that,” Adam said. “No mind reading necessary.”
“Damn straight, friend.”
“There’s no concern over transformation as far as my tests have been able to tell,” Katz said, cutting into the conversation. “But I do want to run a few more, bloodwork and the like, just in case.”
“Hope the alien pussy was worth it, Adam,” Petyr said with a grin. “You might be growing some soon.”
Adam threw a coffee bulb at his head. Luni would have done the same, but she was feeding Lizi, and Nova would need a feed soon. She had long gotten over the awkwardness of whipping out one of her big blue alien boobs to feed her young. Not only were her motherly instincts too strong to ignore on that front, but she could never deprive a baby of its sustenance. It had led to a few unsavoury comments from Petyr about ‘wishing he could be an alien baby’ though.
“Shut up,” she told the man, rolling her eyes.
“Well, so long as it’s all above board now, I don’t care what you do,” Hardigan said. “Though it is unexpected. After all . . . he is a bit older than you, Luni.”
She was about to protest when she realised the captain had actually made a rare joke. His dry smirk caught her, and she began laughing too.
“I’ll be careful around him, captain, I promise. You know these geologist types. Always the cheating kind.”
“Well, he’ll have to travel a few klicks to meet another woman, unless there’s a female captain of one of those interdictors. Speaking of, it’s back to stations everyone. We’re in the final race, and we need to be ready to open this gate, or obelisk, or whatever it is. I hope you’ve enjoyed your, ahem, downtime, because we’ll need every bit of juice this old girl has left in her to arrive without danger.”
Luni nodded, passing off her baby to Adam and zipping up her maternity top. “Got it, captain,” she said. “I’ll feed Nova, and get right to it.”
“We all will,” Adam said. He squeezed her hand. It made her feel more confident.
***
The time was approaching. The obelisk, the signal, the whatever-it-was that could supposedly bring back the Aeseran people was only days away. The crew had worked overtime to do everything possible to prep the ship, to eke out the slightest extra speed. But now the reverse was true; its anti-burners were in effect, and its trajectory was slowing. Despite her post-pregnancy body snapping into remarkable shape, Luni had been barred from going into the tubes until she had managed to argue down even the Captain. Once eager to prove herself, now the futures of her babies and her crew were paramount. She had put her best knowledge to work in priming the engines, but also done her best to work with Petyr - who was actually doing a good job of not perving on her tits too much - to scramble their location. It wouldn’t do a great deal to throw off the Interdictors, but even a delay of hours counted as they closed in.
More and more messages and warnings were coming from the military craft. They were very official sounding, and very scary too. Lots of ‘Halt your flight path immediately and prepare for boarding within three-to-five days stellar time. Provocation or prevarication or any kind of delay will result in immediate termination of your ship. We are nearly within missile range.’
That much was true as well: the interdictors had made a show of prepping their missiles and were not far off from being able to launch them across the distance of space. They could do so now, but a clean kill was hard to confirm in the vastness of space, and after their trick around the orbit of Mars, the military obviously wanted to avoid another false scuttling and achieve the real thing, if the Tiresias didn’t come in willingly.
“We’ll surrender if we can’t do this,” Hardigan warned Luniara and Adam. “I’m sorry, but this is our last, best hope, and if you can’t work your alien magic Luni, then I have to go with the option that saves my crew. I know you’ll understand.”
“I do, Captain,” Luni said. “And thank you. For getting us this far.”
“Thank Petyr. He’s the one who’s living off coffee to pilot us there. He may be a cad, but he’s damn loyal.”
“I’ll make sure to thank him.”
“Or wear something nice for me!” Petyr shouted up from the living room quarters, through the tube. “Not that I’m listening or anything!”
Luni just chuckled, as did Adam beside her. It was just Petyr being Petyr.
“I’ll do my best to see this through,” she said. “I think I’ll know what to do when we get there. I know I won’t have much time. As long as we can make them think we’re stopping to surrender.”
“That’s the plan,” Hardigan said.
It was at that point that Dr Katz approached. The poor man was missing his family terribly, but he hadn’t wavered from the mission, despite the repeated warnings not only for his life, but that his very licence would be revoked. Doing so would remove certain privileges for his family on Mars, privileges they needed.
“Doctor,” Luni said. “I want to thank you as well. Without you-”
He held up a hand. “I swore an oath. They can take my licence, but not my principles. But I’m not here for grand speeches. We need to talk, Liam. Luniara, I mean. You and I, and Adam.”
He gestured for them to follow, and they did so, returning to the medical bay and away from the comfort of zero-g.
***
Luni blushed purple as she held Adam’s hand. The man was also blushing, going pink in the cheeks. Both of them gulped at the news.
“You’re sure?” Adam said.
“It’s not a difficult diagnosis. I’m surprised she didn’t put it together, given all she’s been through.”
“I just thought I was tired,” Luniara said. “And the nausea was just working in the cramped tubes.”
“You’ve been sexually active as a pair though, right?”
The pair blushed deeper. The fact that they were holding hands as Luniara sat on the medical bay bed gave evidence of the fact that the two of them had been very active. In fact, they could hardly keep their hands off each other the past few days, ever since the first copulation where they had admitted their feelings towards one another. A large part of it was genuinely romantic; Adam loved spending time with Luni, and she with him. Their senses of humour gelled, his passion for science was infectious, and Luni’s own engineering specialisation made Adam marvel at times. But the lust was a major factor too. Luni’s new female hormones had her deeply wanting a virile, handsome man like Adam Kim, and he in turn was fascinated by her vibrant blue skin and hair, her delightful curves, her full breasts, her sweet, musical voice. There was also the third element, which perhaps made their copulations all the more frequent, and this was the sense of impending doom hanging over them. Why not throw sensibility and shame over being turned into a female alien to the solar winds when your life could end any day now? Luni still got a little embarrassed knowing that others knew about her actions with Adam, but during the act it felt too wonderful to be penetrated, to feel him inside her. It made the pair of them feel alive, and it was what they both needed. It had, however, led to an unexpected outcome.
“Pregnant,” Luni said, her tone one of disbelief. She lowered her hand to her belly, which had recovered to perfect blue flatness. “Again. God, I’m pregnant again. It’s Adam’s?”
“I believe so,” Katz said. “I thought perhaps your body might have been primed for pathogenesis, but this doesn’t appear to be the case. Congratulations are in order, I suppose,Adam, you have achieved another first. Not only have you discovered an alien element, but you have also, ahem, conducted the first interspecies, er, relations, in human history.”
That made Adam cringe in embarrassment. Still, his hand went tight around Luniara’s waist, and the pair gazed at one another.
“I’ll leave you two to discuss it,” Katz said. “It’s early days, but things look healthy. And I suppose it’s not like our Liam-now-Luni is without experience in such manners. Hell, this one happened the old fashioned way.”
He made his exit, leaving the two lovers - one half-alien, the other all human - to be bewildered together.
“I’m pregnant. Holy shit, I’m pregnant. Again.”
Adam gave an awkward grin. “Yeah, this one’s definitely on me.”
“That last one was too! It was your Ganymede mission!”
“That you volunteered for! Hell, you volunteered for this ‘mission’ too. Repeatedly, as I recall. And I recall you liking it.”
She giggled before stopping herself. “Hey, stop that! You can’t make me smile over this. I just got done recovering from blowing up all pregnant with twins, and now you’ve gone and knocked me up! I’ve only been female for less than a year, and I’m going through two pregnancies! This is just . . . even for my life as it is, this is insane. God, my big blue boobs are never going to get a break, and talk about sentences I never thought I would say!”
“Well, I rather like your big blue boobs.”
She snorted. “Men. I can’t say I blame you though. They are good tits. And I bet you’ll like them even bigger when I’m further along. If I get the change: who knows what will happen.”
He placed a comforting arm around her, and she relaxed into it. She had always been the baby of the team, the one that was looked down on the most as the youngest and smallest. Now that she even smaller and daintier as a female alien, being seen that way didn’t impact her so negatively. She liked the feeling of being comforted. Protected. By the man she considered her mate. Her mind reached out to his, and she could feel that sensation of love flowing from him, perfect and honest. Whatever was between them, it was real.
“We’ll make it through,” he promised her. “I promise I’ll do everything to make sure Lizi and Nova are safe, and whatever baby or babies are growing here.”
He placed his hand under her shirt and rubbed her stomach. It was still a lot to take in, but Adam was making it easier. She rested against him.
“I . . . really like you,” she said.
“I really like you too,” he said. “And I know what ‘like’ means in this context, and what word is still hard to say.”
“You’re the best for understanding. You’re not even psychic like me and you get me.”
“Well, I am a pretty great guy.”
“I used to be too. You know, a guy.”
“And now you’re a pregnant alien. Anything to get out of tube repair duty.”
She giggled, slapping him lightly. Together they began talking, almost excited for this latest baby. It was a good way to avoid talking about what was to come.
Any day now.
To Be Concluded!
