Milking Time

Jeanne At Ebony's Mercy

Calista, Dejah , Vantha, Rayleena and Kristal rounded the corner, running as fast as they could. The five Vectran girls had retrieved their tote bags, which contained their laser pistols and communicators in record time. They stopped at the door to Dee Dee's lab where Rhiannon and the other girls from the Island were anxiously waiting for them.

"It's about time you all made it back here," Rhiannon addressed them curtly. She gently but firmly grabbed Tiffany and Clyda by the shoulders and moved them aside. "Now give my girls some room, so they do their job." The five girls began cutting away at the deadbolt locks, which held the door shut. "Set these on the absolute highest setting they've got, girls. I don't care if you burned the blasted things completely out. If we're lucky, they ought to cut through all these pieces of steel in just under half an hour."
Far away in her dimension, the Enchantress grew even more aroused as she watched the transformation of Ebony, after she had emerged from the strange machine in the laboratory. Never had the Enchantress seen a creature so starkly powerful, and so overflowing with sexual energy as Ebony was now.

After a moment, the Enchantress' carnal desires overcame her. At first, the goddess had been content to cast a spell that enabled Ebony to use the machines to transform herself. But her spell had worked even better than she had dared to hope. For too long, she had observed the mortal women on this planet as they pleasured themselves in their shemale forms. Seeing the girl called Ebony in her present state was too much for the Enchantress. She had to have the experience of feeling a cock between her legs, and using it on another being.

The Enchantress summoned her powers, and momentarily stopped Ebony, as though she was frozen in time. Now the goddess cast another, more difficult spell, which would allow her to project her mind, or her essence into the body of Ebony. This would give her full control over Ebony's mind and body, and allow her to experience all the incredible sensations of having a cock, and using it to have her way with the other mortal girl. She would not have total control and coordination over Ebony's body, unless she stayed in it for a number of hours. The god-dess decided that it would be worth the risk, having noted that Ebony had already barricaded herself in the laboratory. Less than an hour should be more than enough time for her to experience the joys of the flesh in this manner.

Again the Enchantress concentrated, and made the necessary commands to complete the spell. She suddenly felt as though she was rising up out of her own physical body. For a moment, she had a glimpse of herself as if she were hovering high overhead. Then the goddess' essence began a journey covering unmeasurable distances of space and time. There was a feeling of intense cold, as she crossed the depths of space. Next there was a sensation as though of landing in a pool of some thick, viscous liquid, which was growing thicker and heavier all about her.

Finally, the sensation changed until what she had sensed as a liquid of some sort solidified and became the arms, legs and body of Ebony. It took a moment for the Enchantress to become oriented in her new body. Although it was human in form, it was vastly larger than any human form she had ever seen. She quickly found her balance, and glanced about the room, seeing Jeanne strapped to the table, quivering in fear. Then the Enchantress looked down at Ebony's massive member, thrusting out from between her legs. The feelings of sexual power and lust that began coursing through her body were unlike anything she had ever felt before.

"This is absolutely incredible!" she cried. Her voice was changed now, as Ebony's vocal chords attempted to produce her tone and speech. It came out as a bizarre cross between the two voices of the different women. For the brief time she was here, the Enchantress decided to use another spell to allow her to speak in the language of the women of this planet.
For a moment, Jeanne had thought there might be some type of last minute reprieve, as Ebony had stopped and then backed away from her for a moment. Now she knew that there was truly no escape.

The monster that Ebony had transformed into stood before Jeanne and positioned her softball-sized cockhead at Jeanne's pussy entrance. The realization of her imminent rape filled Jeanne's mind with terror. Ebony's phallus was clearly of a lethal size.

With one violent shove, the Enchantress pushed roughly, so that the massive cockhead popped completely inside her. Jeanne bellowed her suffering, her internal flesh stretched near to bursting. Gripping Jeanne's hip with a hand so large it could almost wrap around a basket-ball, the Enchantress steadied herself to push further, shoving her pole in deeper.

Jeanne squirmed frantically on the platform, kicking spastically, trying to extricate the intruder from her inner depths. Her slim belly already showed the outline of the Enchantress' cock. Jeanne's screams became more hysterical, crying rivers of wet tears down her cheeks, held helpless while the Enchantress pushed her member into her.

Jeanne's cunt suffered unimaginably as Ebony's cock jammed through her cervix, entering her womb and then plunging deeper. The outline of the plunging tool went farther up Jeanne's girlish frame. Horrified, Jeanne could see it under her skin, threatening to push out her abdominals grotesquely. Jeanne's brain was on fire with pain. No torture that she could conceive could compare with this rape of her body. But the Enchantress had only just begun.
Outside the lab, Dee Dee and Tiffany were pacing frantically, as they watched the three Vectran women cutting away at the door to the lab.

"I feel so fucking helpless," said Dee Dee. "There must be something we can do."

"I feel the same way," said Tiffany. "Let's just hope that they get the job done quickly."

Throughout the Island, almost every girl was glued to a monitor screen somewhere, as they watched the scene unfolding in Dee Dee's laboratory. As word spread about what was happening, one of the girls turned on a monitor in the room where Barocca was being held.

Barocca watched in horror as the form of Ebony advanced on Jeanne. She had no way of knowing that another being now possessed Ebony. All Barocca saw was one of her friends in mortal danger.
Now the Enchantress pulled her cock nearly completely out, leaving just the head in, and the sensations were like nothing that the goddess had never felt before, fucking her cock in and out. She lunged forward with her cock, and Jeanne was wracked with wave after wave of gutting pain. Her tears shooting from her eyes, her mouth curled in scream after tremulous scream. Her tits bouncing in perfect time to the inhuman fucking she was getting, knocking together on occasion.

The Enchantress was slowly but surely eviscerating Jeanne as she was strapped to the platform. Fucking her hard and fast. Reaching out to her, her massive hands again took vise-like grips on Jeanne's tits, kneading them fiercely and yanking the nipples.

The piercing rock hard tool of the Enchantress could sense the pounding of Jeanne's heart, and it drove her to even more brutal efforts. Pulling nearly out again, the Enchantress rammed her cock into Jeanne's body with devastating force and a murderous impact.

The Enchantress fucked Jeanne even deeper. She felt her cock pound its way up under her ribs, fucking upward towards her collarbones and neck. The goddess paused to turn her attention to Jeanne's face. She wanted to watch her face strain with fear and agony, as she pushed her cock further into her.

By now the terrible screams from Jeanne could be heard outside in the hallway.
"Can't these damned things cut any faster?" Tiffany exclaimed at Rhiannon.

"These are the most powerful things you've got?" asked Dee Dee. "Didn't you say you're from a starship?"

"Hell yes, we've got all sorts of hi-tech hardware that could do all kinds of damage, if we chose to use it," retorted Rhiannon. "But you've gotta remember something. I'm sticking my neck out far enough as it is, taking my ship off course, and leading an unauthorized landing party onto your planet; not to mention what we're doing now. I am not going to take a chance and let weapons from my ship with a potential for nearly unlimited destruction loose on your world."
Jeanne's face nearly broke apart as her screams tore from her throat. She jerked convulsively as the unnatural act of accepting the gigantic member shocked her entire body. The massive spearhead inside her moved her entire body back and forth, shooting pain greater than birth straight to her brain. Her body felt like a million volts of electricity were coursing though it, setting every nerve ending on fire with pain.

Each and every thrust from the Enchantress brought wrenching, soul searing screams from her victim. Her screaming went on and on and on. Jeanne's body bounced with each fuck, breasts shaking with her assailant's rape rhythm.

Jeanne's body was pounded like a jackhammer, her insides punched and hammered without mercy by the progress of the Enchantress' massive sex spear.

Jeanne wailed at the top of her lungs, tears flowing down her face. She felt like she was being split in half and the pain was unbearable. Her body was rocked with each impact of the Enchantress' mighty thrusts into her. Jeanne felt as though her internal organs were being forcibly moved within her as the Enchantress' hard straight cock slowly turned Jeanne's body into a tight sheath for its pleasure.

Now Jeanne felt the mammoth cockhead begin to hammer into her lowest ribs from the inside out. Jeanne was no longer able to regulate her breathing, alternating between desperate intakes of air and hyperventilating. Now each in and out fuck was causing Jeanne double the stretching pain. The frenzied Enchantress increased her tempo, driving into Jeanne.

Jeanne screamed long and loud. She was writhing in pure agony and had never experienced anything remotely so painful. She screamed again and again as she struggled to endure the excruciating ordeal.
The Enchantress felt herself shoot past the point of no return, and her massive cock began throbbing, as her heavy balls began to empty their load into Jeanne. She screamed out in triumph and ecstasy. In her passion, the Enchantress began crying out in her ancient, native language.

Jeanne watched in total agony as her body below the navel began to expand outward from the liquid pressure. Still the Enchantress was firing gallons of cum into her. The pain of her insides bursting was more than Jeanne could take.
"For god's sake, it sounds like Ebony's killing Jeanne in there!" shrieked Dee Dee.

"Aren't they through that fucking door yet?" cried Clyda.

"I don't like listening to this out here any more than you do!" exclaimed Rhiannon. As used to death and violence as she was from a career in the military, Jeanne's screams were awful to hear.

"At least we don't have to watch this, since there aren't any monitors in this hallway," said Vantha. "Imagine what the rest of the girls on your Island are seeing!"

"It looks as though they're almost through," said Rhiannon, as she examined the door. "Until then, there isn't a damned thing we can do except offer a prayer for Jeanne."
The Enchantress pulled back one final time and then sent every inch of her monstrous dick up into Jeanne's body. Jeanne's eyes rolled back into her head so that only the whites were showing, and her body went into shocked convulsions.

The Enchantress' groin now pressed up flat against her crotch, her invading penis impaling Jeanne completely. The Enchantress climaxed long and hard and plunged her heavy cum-spurting dick into Jeanne's sperm-filled body endlessly. Every time she jammed her cock into the girl's pussy, there was a wet squishing sound from her massive pole hitting against Jeanne's soaked flesh.

Still not satisfied with her release, the Enchantress kept on humping the broken body of Jeanne. Suddenly, all rules of normal anatomy were shattered by the cock of Ebony, now possessed by the Enchantress. Jeanne's head lurched back at an unnatural angle, and her mouth gaped open. An instant later, great gouting streams of jism erupted from Jeanne's mouth, landing everywhere and splattering loudly on the floor.

The Enchantress did not know or care how she had caused this phenomenon to occur. Her abilities as a goddess may have helped make possible what should normally have been impossible for the human body to do. The sight of the incredible spectacle before her caused the Enchantress to cry out in her native tongue, shouting her triumph to the world.

Finally, the Enchantress pulled her humongous cock out of Jeanne's mangled pussy. As she furiously pumped her shaft, and sprayed Jeanne's body and the surroundings with her spray, an ugly mixture of sperm and blood began to slowly spew from between Jeanne's legs.
"I'm through," cried Vantha. Seconds later, Rayleena finished cutting through the another deadbolt.

"The last one's gone too!" said Calista.

Forced Entry

Calista, Dejah and Kristal finally finished cutting through the deadbolt locks that had reinforced the door to Dee Dee's laboratory.

"All right, everyone out of the way," ordered Rhiannon. Smoke was still wisping out of the lock mechanisms as she braced herself in front of the door. Summoning her strength, Rhiannon lowered her posture slightly and shoved forward with the heels of her hands, so that all of her force was concentrated into one powerful thrust. A dull snap of metal was heard as the last pieces of the lock gave way before Rhiannon's alien strength. The door fell forward with a 'whoosh' of air, and made a loud clang as it tumbled to the floor.

Everyone crowded inside the lab, frightfully aware that Jeanne had been at Ebony's mercy while they cut their way through the door. For a moment, all of them were too shocked or horrified to say anything as they took in the scene and saw what Ebony had done to Jeanne.

Jeanne lay sprawled out upon the platform. From just above her crotch to her ribcage, Jeanne's body did not even look human any more. Somehow, the pill which Jeanne had taken earlier had kept her body from being completely torn apart, and preventing her innards from being spilled everywhere. That appeared to be all that it had done though.

Jeanne's abdomen and ribcage looked like a flesh-colored trash bag that had too many objects stuffed inside it. Some of her ribs bulged outward at unnatural angles, and in other places her vastly bloated stomach almost looked dented, as if it had been beaten it with a heavy object.

Ebony's semen covered almost every inch of Jeanne's body from the waist up. Her face and hair were soaked with it too, so that it almost looked as if her head had been underwater. Even more shocking was the fact that Jeanne rolled her head slowly from side to side, giving out a deep, low moan of pain.
"Oh my god!" cried Dee Dee, when she saw the movement of Jeanne's head. "She's still alive!"

"How's that even possible, after what Ebony did to her?" cried Tiffany.

Ebony slowly turned her head to face the intruders. Her eyes blazed with a strange, alien light. Her massive member had finally spent itself, and now hung down to her knees. It was still as thick as any girl's arm, even in its limp state.

"What business do you have here, mortals?" she growled out in a harsh, low voice almost unrecognizable. After she had fucked Jeanne, it was a strain for her powers, but the Enchan-tress could still exert her will, and reach out and speak through Ebony's mind and body.

"What the fuck have you done here, you bloody monster?" shrieked Clyda.

"Choose your words carefully, mortal," replied the Enchantress, through Ebony's body. "For I wield powers that you cannot even begin to fathom."

"Who the fuck do you think you are, Ebony?" shouted Tiffany.

"All I see is someone who's too big for their damned britches, and needs to be taught a lesson," growled Rhiannon. She turned to Calista and whispered, "Get me the ship on the communicator right away. Don't ask questions, just do it."
Ebony glared at Rhiannon. "I know not who you are mortal wench. But keep a civil tongue in your head, or I shall put you in your place!" The Enchantress was used to having her every whim obeyed, and issuing commands to her servants on a regular basis. By now, all the girls in the room were wondering why 'Ebony' did not recognize any of them. This was because although the Enchantress had taken possession of Ebony's body, but she did not have her memories fully absorbed into her consciousness yet.

Rhiannon stepped forward and assumed a fighting stance. "I'd just like to see you try and do that, you fucking over-sized lummox!" She taunted Ebony, wiggling her fingers in a 'come here' motion, and softly swaying her body from side to side as moved on the balls of her feet.

"Very well mortal," snarled the Enchantress, "your insolence has earned this!"
If Rhiannon had been in the Enchantress' dimension, the battle would have been short-lived, for the goddess could have easily enforced her will, or used any number of spells to subdue her. But the Enchantress was reaching out through time and space to possess Ebony. And her own physical dimensions were much the same as those of the Earth girls; she was certainly not used to navigating the eight-foot form of Ebony's transformed body. But her anger easily got the best of her. She turned and strode toward Rhiannon, standing over a foot taller than her.

Rhiannon had quickly suspected that someone was somehow possessing Ebony. Now her strange speech and her awkward movements were confirming this.

"Rhiannon, be careful..." said Tiffany.

"Don't worry about her, Tiffany," said Vantha. "In all the time we served together, I don't ever remember when Rhiannon's lost any kind of combat or duel in the service."

"She knows so many forms of self-defense and combat techniques from the military, it's scary," added Rayleena.

"This is almost going to be too easy," Rhiannon thought to herself. "Leave this over-grown bitch to me, girls," she called out.

Rhiannon stood her ground, letting the Enchantress come to her, knowing her anger would probably make her lose what little control she had over Ebony's body. The Enchantress lunged out with her arms, intending to grab Rhiannon and simply throttle her. Rhiannon easily ducked under her grasp, and quickly wrapped her arms around Ebony's waist in a bear hug.

"Oof!" Ebony grunted in surprise, as Rhiannon's alien power nearly squeezed the breath out of her. In her own dimension, the Enchantress recoiled in shock as she felt Rhiannon's grip on Ebony's body through her spell of possession.

"And now here's where you get yours, you cunt. Big time," muttered Rhiannon. Without warning, she leaped and turned her body at the same time, similar to a 'suplex' move by a wrestler. She twisted her body to one side, so that Ebony would take the full impact on the floor with her back. A second later, Ebony hit the floor with the force of a falling tree. The impact knocked the wind completely out of Ebony, nearly rendering her unconscious.
Back in her own dimension, the force of Ebony hitting the floor struck the Enchantress, and she recoiled so hard that she nearly tipped her chair over. She could not remember when anyone had ever raised a hand against her. Her spells protected her to a degree from the physical damage inflicted to Ebony, but she was still completely stunned and shocked.

"That takes care of that," said Rhiannon, as she rose from Ebony's body, and placed one foot on her stomach, like a gladiator. "Vantha, Rayleena. Get over here. We're gonna strap this piece of meat onto one of the other platforms. Then she's gonna learn a lesson that she'll never forget."

"Just what do you think you're going to do with my lab?" asked Dee Dee.

"Use your head, Dee Dee," retorted Rhiannon. "Everyone here saw how 'Ebony' talked and acted just now. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that someone was controlling her mind and body just now."

"She's right," said Tiffany. "We never knew Ebony to act like that before."

"The first thing we have to do is get her restrained," said Rhiannon. "I got the drop on her so quickly because whoever took possession of her wasn't used to her new body. I wouldn't want to have to make a habit of fighting someone her size, especially once she gains better coordination."

"Okay, you've got a point," admitted Tiffany. "Clyda, Vantha, Rayleena, get over here, and help me strap Ebony to one of these other platforms."
Across the Island, Barocca had watched Ebony's rape of Jeanne in shock and horror. She didn't know what she might be able to do, but she knew she had to make it to Dee Dee's lab, to be at Jeanne's side. Thanks to the confusion running amok on the Island, no one seemed to be paying much attention at all to Barocca.

Calista hurried over to Rhiannon's side. "I've got the ship on the communicator, as you asked."

She plucked the device from Calista's hand. "This is Commander Rhiannon. Lock onto my coordinates, and beam down an emergency medical team right away. No, everyone on the landing party is fine. Just get their butts down here! I'll explain things later."

"What's going on here, Rhiannon?" asked Dee Dee.

"We're going to transport Jeanne to the starship, and see if we can save her there."

"But I haven't even had a chance to look at her yet..."

"Listen, Dee Dee. I don't mean to snub your medical skills, but take a look at Jeanne. After what Ebony did to her, it's a miracle that she's even still alive. And we both know it's only a matter of time for her, in her condition, if something isn't done right away. As good as you are at equipping your girls with pricks, you have to know that you can't begin to repair the kind of damage that Ebony's done to her."

"And just what makes you think that you can?" retorted Dee Dee.

"Dee Dee, please listen to me," interjected Calista. "Our race is much more advanced than yours, scientifically. Not only can we do body modifications like turning ourselves into shemales, like you've done, we have all sorts of other technology that you don't have access to."

Rhiannon took a deep breath to regain her composure, and placed her hand on Dee Dee's shoulder. "Calista's right, Dee Dee," she said softly. "If a limb is lost in battle, we can regenerate it from a strand of DNA from that person, so long as they haven't passed away. And some of the telepaths that we have can also help her cope with the mental trauma that she'll have to deal with, even if we can save her body."

"Dee Dee, I know that it's rough admitting there isn't anything that you can do," said Tiffany. "But this looks like it may be Jeanne's only chance."

"All right," said Dee Dee with an exasperated sigh. "Just please promise me that they'll do everything in their power to save her."

"You can rest assured they damn well better," said Rhiannon. She turned her head to the other platform where the girls were securing Ebony. "How's it going over there?"

"We're almost done," said Rayleena. "She's so damned big, she barely fits these straps."

Clyda helped position Ebony's limp body in place on the platform, and then held it as the restraints were fixed in place. She couldn't help staring at Ebony's naked body, and her massive member. Even limp, it was almost as huge as Clyda was at her peak with an erection.

"And to think this thing was almost twice as large, and Ebony was pummeling Jeanne with it like a freight train earlier," thought Clyda. Her body shuddered involuntarily at the thought.

"I appreciate what you're doing very much," said Dee Dee said to Rhiannon and the other Vectran girls. "But right now, my lab is so crowded, we're bumping into each other. Summer, I'd like for you to go the infirmary, and wait for me there. There isn't anything else that you can do here, and I still want to run a full checkup on you later on."

"You can pay Jordan a visit, and see how she's doing while you're there," added Tiffany.

"All right," said Summer. "I'll see you all later on."

Moments later, a shimmering, glowing effect appeared in the air on the other side of the room. Three members of the starship crew wearing the medical uniforms materialized. Even though they were used to seeing the victims of battle and other injuries, they still fought to control their emotions when they saw Jeanne lying on the platform.

"How did this happen, sir?" asked the lead technician.

"I'm glad you're here, Diana," said Rhiannon, as if she hadn't heard her. "The first thing you're going to do is give this girl something for the pain that she's obviously in. Now!"

"Yes, sir." She quickly produced a device like a hypodermic needle, and filled it with a liquid, and then injected it into Jeanne. Within seconds, Jeanne's breathing returned to normal levels, and then it almost appeared as if she were asleep.

"Now as for how everything happened, that's a story that's too long to go into now. I want you to place this girl on a stretcher, and transport her back to the Delphi 4. Right now, call the girls in the data systems, and have them start downloading everything that they can on terran- human anatomy and physiology. This girl is human, not Vectran. So tell the surgeons to re-member that, and take their time, and get it right. From there, they'll expend every effort to repair the damage that's been done to her in surgery. If for any reason she doesn't make it, they'll answer to me personally."

"Yes, Commander," the technician replied as they carefully laid Jeanne on a stretcher. "We've got her as stable as we can right now. She'll go straight to surgery, once we're back on the ship."

"All right. I know you'll do your best. Contact me as soon as you know anything definite."

One of the other technicians spoke into her communicator, and a moment later they all quickly disappeared in the shimmering light.

"I'm sorry if I was a little rude just then," said Rhiannon, "but Jeanne's in the best place she can be right now."

"Just so long as they can save her," said Dee Dee. "She may not have been the most popular girl around here, but nobody deserves what happened to her."
From across the room, the Enchantress had recovered her senses. Shock and rage welled up inside her, as she tried to move Ebony's body, and could not, because of the restraints holding her on the platform.

"How dare you mortals try and shackle a goddess?" she shouted out. "Release me at once, or you shall all be made to suffer dearly!"

"Oh geez, is she starting that crap again?" muttered Tiffany.

"It's like I said earlier Tiffany," said Rhiannon. "Someone is possessing Ebony's mind and body right now. It's important that you make this clear to everyone, so that they'll know Ebony didn't do this to Jeanne of her own conscience."

"If Ebony had the cameras set up to broadcast her while she raped Jeanne, they're probably still going now," said Tiffany.

"A bloody brilliant time for a live telecast," muttered Clyda.

"Once this is finally over, we'll have our hands full trying to settle things down around here, that's for certain," added Tiffany.

Rhiannon strode over to where Ebony lay strapped to the platform. "Sorry for the incon-venience, sweetie. Tell us all again, just exactly who you think you are."

"My true name matters not to the likes of you, mortal," growled the Enchantress. Through her possession, Ebony's eyes still flashed with a reddish light, and her voice was still different from Ebony's. "You may know me as the Enchantress. And you may also know that you intruded upon me in the height of ecstasy, as I pleasured myself with the other mortal wench!"

There was silence in the room for a moment.
"Are you telling me that you enjoyed what you just did to Jeanne?" accused Tiffany.

"What the fuck kind of person gets off trying to mutilate someone?" shouted Rhiannon.

"For the last time mortals, heed my words carefully," said the Enchantress. Even though she was still strapped to the platform, her arrogance as a goddess led her to believe that she could still dominate the situation. "I am a goddess, as far removed from you mortals as you are from the beasts of the fields. I chose to take possession of this girl's body, and to alter her form to as you see it now. I would think no more of using another wench's body for my erotic pleas-ure, than you would of slaughtering an animal to feed yourselves."

Rhiannon stepped back as her dislike for the Enchantress shot off the scale. Cries of anger and indignation rose from the other girls in the room, as they realized another being had truly possessed Ebony, and had deliberately tried to tear Jeanne apart while raping her.

Anger and rage took control of Rhiannon, and she slapped Ebony hard across the face. In her own dimension, the Enchantress recoiled as though she had felt the actual slap herself. For the first time in uncounted years, the Enchantress felt fear well up in the pit of her stomach.

"You worthless bastard!" screamed Rhiannon. She was panting like a steam engine, and trying to keep her self-control. "I don't give a fuck if you are an actual goddess, or just which mythology or pantheon you may be a part of. I don't care who you think you are, but nobody can do what you just did to another being, and think that there won't be any consequences!"

Rhiannon strode over to the console where the controls to Dee Dee's various machines were, and sat down, studying the various monitors.

"Rhiannon, what do you think you're doing?" exclaimed Dee Dee.

"Like I mentioned earlier, I'm gonna teach that bitch a lesson that even a 'goddess' will never forget." Her fingers began to move over the keyboards, as she observed which programs were open, and what their parameters were.

"Look, I agree we have to dish out discipline here," said Tiffany, "but none of us knows how the programs Ebony installed work."

"None of you girls do, but I certainly do," replied Rhiannon. "I can recognize our own technology when I see it in front of me. This version that Barocca stole from me is so old, it's what I trained on, when I went through the academy."

"Okay, so you're familiar with it," said Dee Dee. "Get it off my system, before anyone else gets hurt from it."

"I fully intend to take it with me when we leave, Dee Dee. But first, I'm gonna use it to teach miss 'high and mighty' there a very stern lesson."

"Just what can you do with all this stuff?" asked Clyda.
"I'm gonna hit her where it'll hurt the most," said Rhiannon, as she typed away on the keyboard. "Some of what you may see happen in the next couple of hours may come as a shock to you; and that includes the girls from my own crew. If you haven't had a lot of experience with the way we Vectrans have sex, and what we can do to our bodies, the changes you're going to see will be very startling."

Rhiannon turned and glared at the Enchantress, trapped for the moment in Ebony's body. "Nobody, I don't care if they're a god or a mortal, animal or human, uses our technology the way that she did, and then walks away scott free! Give me ten minutes, and I'll have a program set up, and then we're gonna run it on 'the Enchantress' or whoever the hell it is that's possessing Ebony."

Rhiannon's fingers flashed over the keyboards, as she spent several minutes finishing her work. Then she stood up with a very satisfied smile on her face. "Vantha. Rayleena. Wheel the 'bitch goddess' over here. The program has to compile for a moment, and then it'll be ready to go."

"Just what've you done with my machines, Rhiannon?" asked Dee Dee. "I pride myself on knowing my own equipment, and what it can do, but you've left me in the dust here."

"Like I said Dee Dee, I've got an unfair advantage, having been thoroughly trained on this, many years ago. It'll do two things. First it will teach our rude guest a very drastic lesson. And it'll also undo most of the changes that she invoked on Ebony earlier today."

"Release me this instant, or you shall know my wrath!" shouted the Enchantress, as she was wheeled to Dee Dee's machines.
Without warning, Rhiannon turned and smashed her fist down on the platform, so that it missed the Enchantress' face by a fraction of an inch. The room was silent as everyone realized what she had just done. The Enchantress nearly fainted in her own dimension.

"Listen to me, and listen good, girl," Rhiannon said through clenched teeth. "I don't give a fuck if you don't like this. There isn't a damned thing you can do about it, and you know it. You are going to pay the price for what you did to Jeanne earlier." She moved her fist back and forth against the Enchantress' cheek, so she could feel how large and hard it was. "And if you say another fucking word, I swear to god that I won't miss the next time!"

Rhiannon let out a deep breath, and regained most of her composure. The Enchantress was now completely silent in Ebony's body. "Sorry for the theatrics just now, but that was something that had to be said." She positioned the platform so that the Enchantress was under the plexiglass shield. "Dee Dee, come over here and make sure this is connected properly, and then we'll run the program."

The final adjustments were made, and then Rhiannon clicked the icon to run the program on the Enchantress, who was still trapped in Ebony's body.
For five minutes, there was awkward silence as the program ran on Dee Dee's machines. In her own dimension, the Enchantress summoned all of her energy, and tried every spell that came to mind to try and free herself. But under such stress and such conditions, panic can affect a goddess as well as a mortal, and the Enchantress could not recall anything that would help free her. And the straps, which held her on the platform, still kept her body motionless all through the process.

The flashing lights stopped, and Rhiannon gave the signal to help her remove it. "Now help me undo the straps that are holding her down." This was quickly done. "The changes ought to start happening right after she's out of there. Give me a hand and help her out of this."

Summer & Jordan - Discovery

Summer strode through the corridors from Dee Dee's laboratory towards the infirmary. She had her skirt and bikini top on, as was common among the girls on the Island, but she was still getting continual stares from the girls she passed, thanks to her new height of nearly seven feet.

No one had raised their voice to Summer, but she knew instinctively that it was better to obey quietly, rather than rock the boat and ask questions. Neither Dee Dee or Tiffany had said as much earlier, but they clearly weren't happy with having to deal another oversized amazon on the Island, regardless of the fact that Vantha and Rayleena had transformed Summer on their own.

Summer was actually glad to leave Dee Dee's lab. After seeing how Rhiannon had taken down Ebony, or whoever was supposed to be possessing her, as well as hearing Jeanne's screams from outside, Summer didn't have the stomach for what she could sense was about to happen.

"I may have played a lot of kinky and nasty characters at times, when I posed for the magazines, or acted in videos," Summer thought, "but I could never really do some of those things in real life. Very soon, the shit is really gonna hit the fan in Dee Dee's lab, and I don't want anything to do with it."

Summer soon arrived at the infirmary. At the moment, Jordan was the only occupant of one of the beds. With everything going on, even Tami, the girl who was supposed to be observing things, had left to watch events unfold on one of the monitors somewhere.

Summer walked over to Jordan's bed. Jordan was lying on her back. The sheets were soaked from her sweat, as her body slowly returned to normal, from the ordeal that Rhiannon had put her through.

"Hey, Jordan. How're you feeling? Dee Dee said that I'd find you here."

"Okay I guess. Rhiannon really put me through the wringer a while ago. But I wound up finally being able to get my revenge on Barocca." Jordan detailed how Rhiannon had 'gifted' her for a short time, and then Jordan and her clones had fucked Barocca for all that she was worth. "In the end, I wound up learning a lesson the hard way, too. But it was worth it."

"Wow," exclaimed Summer. "I didn't arrive until a little after you and Barocca had that flare-up, but I heard about it from some of the other girls. Anybody that'd stoop that low to be able hurt someone like she did, deserves that, in my book."

"Well, we found out later that Barocca had made a clone of herself, and that was who I had it out with," said Jordan. "But since that happened, she went to the top of the 'most wanted' list around here."

Now Jordan sat up in bed, as she talked with Summer. "Is it my imagination, or are you taller than when I saw you the last time?"

"Geez, I'm surprised it took you this long to notice," Summer said with a frustrated sigh. "Earlier tonight, Vantha and Rayleena found me, when they were out looking for another pleasure partner. We had a few hours of sex, and they got carried away, and 'gifted' me also."

"Whew. For a minute I thought something was wrong upstairs with me," said Jordan.

"At least you're returning to normal," retorted Summer. "As far as I can tell, I'm stuck this way permanently."

"But wait a minute. You said they 'gifted' you. Did they give you a cock too?"

"Yeah. It's darn near three feet long. I used it to ream Vantha and Rayleena for all they were worth, before we all ran out of gas."

"Whoa!" exclaimed Jordan. "Almost three feet! That's nearly as big as Ebony..."

"Jordan!" cried Summer. "I'll admit I liked the idea of getting a cock, and being able to use it with you, and then on Skye, when I go back to the states later on. I mean that's why I agreed to come here in the first place. But now I'm damn near seven feet tall! The only place that I'm not gonna look like a sideshow freak is at a women's basketball game or at a wrestling match, and maybe not even there!"

"Hey, I'm sorry, Summer," Jordan tried to console her. "Maybe there's something that Dee Dee can do for you, once she gets a chance to examine you."

"Gosh, I hope so. I mean, my body is still proportioned the same way, but I don't want to go through life this big all the time, if I don't have to."
Summer sat down in a chair next to Jordan. It made a slight creaking sound at having to support her new weight. "Great. Even the chair's not happy to see me," she muttered to her-self. Summer buried her face in her hands, Jordan thought that she could hear her begin to sob.

Jordan tried hard to think of the right words to say, but couldn't. Her own situation wasn't much better off than Summer's. All of a sudden, Summer's body appeared to shudder, and then shrink in upon itself. Jordan wasn't certain if she wasn't suffering another after effect of her own body returning to normal, or if Summer's body was actually changing. But a moment later, Jordan was certain of things. Summer's head and shoulders were visibly lower in the chair, and it wasn't because she had stooped or lowered her posture.

"Hey Summer!" Jordan called out to her. "You're getting back to normal. I can see it!"

"Very funny, Jordan," mumbled Summer. "Can't you see I've got enough troubles, with-out you teasing me?"

"No, I'm serious. I really think you've gotten smaller. Stand up and let me take a look at you."

Summer stood up. Her body seemed to feel somewhat lighter than a few moments ago.

"Well, I do feel a little different," she admitted. "But I can't tell for certain..." Then Summer noticed her reflection in the mirror, and was able to compare her size to other objects. "Holy cow, I am back to normal! This is more like it!"

"How'd you do that, Summer?"

"All I was doing was thinking about how badly I wished I was back to my normal height, and thinking about Skye, and other things back home that I missed. I concentrated real hard, and then 'poof', I changed."

"You did that in less than a minute. That's incredible. I wonder if you can become huge again?"

"I'm not sure if I want to, Jordan. Suppose I can't change back again?"

"You'll never know unless you try. Concentrate again, and see what happens."

Summer stood in front of Jordan, and clenched her fists, and knitted her brow in concen-tration, as she tried to will her body to change. In a moment, Summer's body quickly grew over a foot, bringing her back to almost seven feet in height again.

"Well, that part works without any trouble. Now to see if I can change back again." A moment of concentration, and Summer had resumed her normal height again. Over the next fifteen minutes, Summer found that she could change from one form to another almost at will.
"As crazy as this sounds, this gets easier each time I do it. Now all I have to do is think about it, and I can will my body to change. This may not be so bad, now that I've got some control over what size I'll be." Now she was back at her normal size again.

"I'm not a doctor Summer, but it sounds to me that when Vantha and Rayleena gifted you, they pumped you full of so much of their alien juices, that it's had some kind of reaction in your body, and that's what letting you do this now."

"I guess you're right. That's the only thing that I can think of too."

"Hey, you said the Vectran girls gave you a cock, Summer. I want to see it! Let's see if it changes size along with the rest of you."

"Well, I guess it won't hurt anything," Summer admitted. She removed her skirt and bikini bottom before Jordan.

"I thought you said they gave you a prick," said Jordan with a puzzled look on her face. "I don't see anything down there."

"That's because I've got what they called a 'Vectran' prick. Or at least their methods of hiding and displaying it. When I don't want it, it's off somewhere else; I don't know how to explain it any better than that. But when it's time to play..." Summer closed her eyes and focused her concentration. A moment later, her cock and balls appeared between her legs. "Now I'm ready for anything," she said with a giggle.

"Wow, that's awesome!" said Jordan. "I think it's neat that Dee Dee and Tiffany taught us all mind control techniques, so that out pricks aren't quite so big between our legs most of the time. But you've really got it made, being able to go from a totally female form, to your shemale form at will."

"That was the last thing Vantha and Rayleena did, was to teach me a few basic mind control techniques from their race, so I could control myself."

"Well what are you waiting for, Summer?" asked Jordan. "I want to see how big your prick really is when it's hard. Do it for me, please?"

"Okay," said Summer with a little hesitation. "They're all so tied up with everything going on in the lab, I don't know when Dee Dee and the others will get back here anyway."
Summer began stroking her shaft, and fondling her balls.

"That's really gorgeous looking, Summer," said Jordan as she eyed the incredible piece of meat. "But it's about the same size as my own cock when it's hard. I thought you said the Vectran girls gave you a bigger prick?"

"They did. I meant it's almost three feet long, when I'm at my bigger size. Let me change to my other form, I'll let it get hard, and we'll both take a look at it."

Summer exerted her concentration, and quickly grew to her new height again. For an instant, her cock remained the same size. Then it seemed to catch up with the rest of her body. Both Summer and Jordan's eyes gaped in wonder, as her already erect cock grew almost five inches, and swelled in thickness, while still being limp. Summer could barely encircle the shaft with one of her hands. Her nuts were now fat enough that they barely fit in one of her hands.

Rhiannon Takes Over - Transformations

The Enchantress was released from Dee Dee's machine, and stood before everyone. She felt slightly queasy and disoriented, but other than that, had no ill effects.

"You and me, we're gonna have a little fun and games," said Rhiannon. "If you're smart honey, you'll just go with the program, and not try anything. Not only are you outnumbered, but I can take you down again, if I have to."

"Very well," said the Enchantress with a touch of hesitation. She remembered all too well how Rhiannon had slammed her down earlier. Not only did she not want to repeat that, but there was now a fire burning in her loins that she could not deny. Despite her dislike and disdain for Rhiannon and the Vectrans for interrupting her, the Enchantress looked down, and saw Ebony's monstrous cock coming to life, as she possessed her body. In no time at all, her cock was at its full erect length of just over four feet. If anything, it was even larger and harder than when she had used it on Jeanne earlier. Unable to restrain herself, the Enchantress reached down and stroked her cock, marvel-ing at its strength and power, and the sensations that even light touches could bring. "By all the gods!" she exclaimed. "No wonder every male I ever met was so obsessed with their member. This is incredible!"
Across the room, Dee Dee turned to Tiffany with a startled look. "I thought Rhiannon was going to punish whoever took over Ebony's body."

"I'm lost too," said Tiffany. "Looks like all she's done is make that maniac even more powerful than before."

"I heard that," said Rhiannon. "Remember what I said earlier. Everything's going just fine here." With that, she quickly removed her clothes. At this point Rhiannon had chosen not to reveal her cock between her legs. Changing her voice to a more pleasant tone, Rhiannon turned to the Enchantress in Ebony's body. "All right, sweetie. I have no doubt you enjoyed yourself earlier, like you mentioned. But you haven't tried it with someone who's really ready for you, and truly knows how to handle a cock like yours. I want to suck that monster until its dry."

The Enchantress strode proudly towards her, her mighty cock before her jouncing with each of her steps in a wild dance, until she stood in front of Rhiannon. She stood as if in chall-enge, legs apart and fists on hips and licked her lips while smiling wickedly at her opponent.

Rhiannon showed no fear at the huge form of Ebony, even though she knew that the Enchantress possessed her mind. So far, she had not displayed her own cock to the goddess.

"Come here, bitch," commanded Rhiannon. "I want to see if you really know what to do with that piece of meat that you've got between your legs."

The Enchantress wasted no time. She quickly reached out and grasped Rhiannon's head, mashing her jaws onto her cockhead, wrenching them open and, with a quick rolling motion of her hips, crammed the pulsing cock into her now gaping mouth.

"And now we shall indeed see if you can back up your own boasting, mortal!"
The Enchantress gripped Rhiannon's head and began a savage pumping fuck. The other girls in the room saw Rhiannon's throat being distended by the massive, dark brown cock. As it worked its way towards the Vectran girl's gullet, small slobbering and gulping sounds emanating from Rhiannon as she involuntarily sucked on the giant member sliding down her throat. A muffled moaning could be heard.

The Enchantress grunted as more of her cock slid down Rhiannon's throat, her hips twitching in rhythm as she thrusted forward. Soon she was over Rhiannon's head, the mighty cock sluicing in and out of Rhiannon in great, breath-taking lunges. The Enchantress' grunts intensified, and everyone in the room watched as her cock seemed to grow even larger as she plunged it into Rhiannon. Everyone plainly saw Rhiannon's belly bulge as the huge cockhead found its way into her body cavity.

Incredibly, there was no show of panic or flailing of limbs by Rhiannon. It was definitely a strain, as she fought to maintain her composure, but Rhiannon seemed to know what she was doing.

Soon, Rhiannon was kneeling before the Enchantress with her head fully back and belly swollen, impaled by Ebony's huge cock, while the goddess continued to possess her body, and hunched over her. The Enchantress' breasts jounced and shuddered with each of her intensifying thrusts as the goddess groaned with the increasing ecstasy coursing through her.

For over five minutes, Rhiannon fucked and sucked her cock with her throat. Then the Enchantress's grunting changed to a moaning keen, and beneath her Rhiannon suddenly seemed to be wracked by a series of internal explosions.

The Enchantress' first flood of cum was now spurting into Rhiannon's belly. The rippling explosions increased in intensity, and soon the cum was pouring into her even faster. The Enchantress now issued a ringing cry of triumph, and the shuddering form of Rhiannon's belly began to stretch, ballooning out to an incredible size.

Rhiannon's belly continued to expand, and everyone could see the gigantic member nearly splitting her apart, Rhiannon's body stretched over its length like a living condom. The Enchantress grunted then, and began a steady stream of profanity, reverting in her passion to her ancient, native language. Her head flailed back and forth, until she screamed in guttural release, and rammed her shuddering hips forward again.

Now Rhiannon's breasts suddenly began to swell in rippling growth until their massive dimensions formed twin hills, each crowned with a huge, jutting nipple. The Enchantress now collapsed forward, resting against the shuddering form of Rhiannon, a trickle of cum issuing forth from Rhiannon's mouth.

The Enchantress began to twitch in the massive body of Ebony, moaning and panting, and then stood up unsteadily, the huge column of her cock slowly being withdrawn from Rhiannon's bloated body. The rest of the girls watched in awe as it was withdrawn from Rhiannon, a seemingly unending length of cock sliding out as the Enchantress staggered back.

At least three feet of the heavily veined shaft was retracted out of the trembling body of Rhiannon, until the Enchantress seemed to meet resistance. The Enchantress turned, then flicked her hips in a swaying motion, tugging on her massive cock, wrenching it free. The massive, bloated head of her cock landed on Rhiannon's bloated breasts with a meaty thud.
"By all the gods!" cried the Enchantress. She turned away from Rhiannon, stroking her massive member for all to see. "Never have I felt the pleasures of the flesh to such a degree as just now, mortal." She looked at Rhiannon's distorted body with disdain.

Almost everyone in the room was shocked by what the Enchantress had done with Ebony's body just now.

"Bloody hell," muttered Clyda. "If she did that to Rhiannon, what are we going to do now?"

"Don't throw in the towel so quick," whispered Vantha. "Rayleena and I were with Rhiannon the last time we came to Earth. We know what she's capable of. Wait a few minutes and watch what happens."

The Enchantress now turned on Rhiannon, her cock jutting before her as before, only this time it dripped cum as she advanced, the quivering flesh aimed directly at Rhiannon. Again, the goddess stood in defiant challenge before Rhiannon, a leering smile on her face. The Enchantress looked down at her, and with a sneer, thrust her hips forward until the head of the dripping phallus struck Rhiannon between her breasts. Rhiannon could feel the hot, cum-slicked flesh poking her, and the warmth of the jism that ran down her flesh.

"I trust that it was good for you too, mortal?"

Rhiannon looked at the Enchantress with a glare of triumph in her eyes. "Oh, that was tasty, all right. I'm glad that you enjoyed yourself, honey. So far, everything is working accord-ing to my plan."

The Enchantress could only stare at Rhiannon in amazement, as she pondered her words. The other girls in the room were confused too; to them, it seemed as though Rhiannon's plan had backfired.
Before everyone's eyes, Ebony's body began to shrink. In moments, she was back to her 'normal' size of just over seven feet, roughly the same size as Rhiannon and the other Vectran girls. In her own dimension, shock and rage flooded through the Enchantress as she realized what was happening. But for the moment, she was too startled to say anything.

"That is incredible, Rhiannon," gasped Dee Dee. "How did you do that?"

"When you're properly trained, it's not that big a feat." Rhiannon caught her breath and stood up. "Given time, I could've probably undone the changes Barocca had done to her, and brought her back to her original human height, but you seemed to be comfortable with her in this state. I concentrated on undoing the recent damage; the really special change I made will occur in a few seconds."

An instant later, before everyone's eyes, what appeared to be tiny flashing lights suddenly began to flicker all over Ebony's cock. Before the Enchantress had fully realized what was happening to her in Ebony's body, Ebony's cock completely disappeared.

"What have you done to me, mortal?" she cried out in shock and anguish.

"I've made you an honorary member of the Vectran race, you smart-mouthed bastard," retorted Rhiannon. She turned to face the other girls. "Don't worry, she isn't feeling any true physical pain. However, the shock of losing what's near and dear to her, is probably quite traumatic, which is exactly the effect that I was striving for."

Rhiannon now stood level with the Enchantress, and brought her face close to hers. "It might also interest you to know that many of we Vectrans are what you call shemales ourselves. We've developed mind control techniques that let us keep our cocks completely separate from our bodies when we don't want them, and then produce them on demand when it's time for fun and games. The last thing that my little program did was to send your cock and balls off to never-never land for twenty-four hours. That's more than enough time for me and my girls to teach you a well-deserved lesson."

At this point all Dee Dee, Tiffany and the other girls in the room could do was stare in stunned silence at the scene unfolding before them.

Rhiannon stepped away from the Enchantress in Ebony's body. Her own form was still grossly distorted, her belly and breasts almost impossibly huge. "The first thing I have to do is channel all of the energy you've just deposited in me."

She clenched her fists, and began to breathe deeply. Slowly, the massive bulge of her stomach began to decrease in size. In moments, Rhiannon's abdomen was as flat and muscular as it had been before. Her breasts were still as large as watermelons mounted on her chest. Everyone in the room stared in amazement at what she had done. The Enchantress was shocked. Even some of the other gods could not manipulate their bodies the way she was now doing.

"There, that's more like it," said Rhiannon as she felt her tummy with her hands. "You heard me correctly when I said there was energy in my belly a minute ago. When you're a Vectran, and you have enough experience like I do, you can channel it, and make temporary changes to your body that can be very dramatic.

"I knew that our friend here had to have used our technology to transform Ebony's body the way she did. So I set up the program to make her cock and balls turbo-charged for one time, so that I could use that energy in turn, on myself. Vantha, Rayleena, get out of your clothes, and get over here and get to work on my tits. The energy in them will charge you two up so you're ready to go. I want her to get a good look at you, and then I'll get myself ready, because I'm saving the best for last."

Rayleena and Vantha gathered close to Rhiannon. They were both intimately familiar with their commander's body, having served with her for many years, and there were few secrets about what she could do to herself to them. Although all three of them could assume a shemale form at will, they still had an inborn love for huge breasts, and Rhiannon was as huge now as either girl could recall seeing her. Each girl grasped one of Rhiannon's huge melons, and began fondling and stroking it, causing the meaty nipples to grow hard and erect instantly.

Rhiannon grasped one of her rigid nipples in her hand, and guided it to the wide open mouth of Rayleena, filling it, and then forcing it down her throat as it began to spew its jets of milk into the Vectran girl.

Vantha now kissed, licked and nibbled hungrily at Rhiannon's other heaving breast as they mashed against her chest. Her hands reached out to gently pinch Rhiannon's turgid nipple. She pressed her face into the tit-flesh, surrounding the massive nipple with her mouth as she began to gobble the sweet milk from Rhiannon's nipple.

Both Vantha and Rayleena began to feel the sensation of being stuffed full of the milk from Rhiannon's tits. Rhiannon sensed the powerful spurts of her milk pumping into her girls, as well as the growing sensation of having to release her own cock very soon. The energy from so much cum stored in her body was already beginning to affect her. By now, her breasts had quickly returned to almost their normal size, but the energy in her body had kept them firm, and they were now two gravity defying mounds. Her nipples hardened until they were painful. They were turning dark brown and growing larger.

Each of Rhiannon's nipples were now over four inches long, and as thick as several of her fingers. Vantha and Rayleena continued to suck vigorously on them, using their hands to literally stroke them like a cow's udders.
After several minutes of this, Rhiannon could finally sense that her two crewmembers had had enough. "All right girls. As much as I enjoy this, you've both got more than enough of my juice in you to do what's necessary tonight. I can hold off for a few minutes more. I want you to show our friend the Enchantress, just what you've got for her."

Vantha and Rayleena quickly concentrated, causing their cocks to appear between their legs. The Enchantress' eyes shot open in surprise when she saw this. But after what Rhiannon had just done to Ebony's body, and how easily she had just undone her work, realization slowly dawned on her that Rhiannon could very well back up all of her previous taunts and boasting.

Rayleena and Vantha stood close together, side to side with one arm wrapped about the other. They said nothing, but their brows furrowed in concentration as they willed their cocks to become erect.

Quickly, their thick turgid shafts became erect, like a tree growing in an animated cartoon. In no time at all the head of their cocks were pointing almost straight up, and were level with the nipples of their breasts. Each of their balls was almost as large as a softball, and swayed gently back and forth, as they softly stroked the shafts of their pricks.

This was something completely new to the Enchantress. It had taken long enough for her to accept that the girls on Tiffany's island had transformed themselves into shemales, but their cocks were always fully visible. To see the Vectran girls produce them out of nowhere, as if by magic, was almost unnerving to her.

"Very nice girls," commented Rhiannon. "I'm sure she's not going to forget what you do to her with those tonight. But I'm the commander of our little landing party, and I've got the most strength and experience of any of us."

She turned to face the startled goddess. "And now, 'Miss Enchantress'," said Rhiannon, "Miss 'I don't care if I hurt anyone when I fuck', in a very short time, you're going to get a dose of your own medicine, and find out what it's like to be on the receiving end of things for a change. Watch me. Take a good look at what I can do with my body, and prepare to be impressed."
Across the Island, Barocca struggled to her feet. Her body felt like it been through a meat grinder. Every bone and muscle seemed to ache terribly. Jordan and her four 'clones' had certainly done a thorough job on her. Barocca couldn't decide who she hated more at the moment: Jordan for being so rough with her, or Rhiannon and the Vectrans for giving Jordan the ability to do it to her in the first place. She forced herself to ignore her aching body, and set off in the direction of Dee Dee's lab.

Jordan Sucks Summer

Kneeling on the bed, Jordan reached out and stroked Summer's tummy; rubbing her head and hands against her impressive shaft lying down between her legs.

"What are you waiting for, silly?" teased Summer.

Now Jordan was facing the impressive member. Summer's limp cock hung from her crotch, and went halfway down her thigh to her knee. Jordan slowly moved her hands to cup the lower half of its soft, warm and heavy expanse. With her fingertips, she gradually ran her hand up the length of Summer's shaft, pausing to wrap her palms around the massive testicles that hung an arm's reach away.

Jordan marveled at the size and weight of Summer's tool; while at the same time being briefly jealous at how Summer could sometimes walk around without having to accommodate it, thanks to the Vectrans. Each of her balls was almost as big as her fist and hung down from where they attached to the base of her penis. Squeezing lightly, Jordan hefted one of the massive orbs and stroked its bulbous surface. Above her, she could feel a shudder run through Summer. Smiling to himself, Jordan stroked back along the sheath towards the tip. Licking it briefly, Jordan cocked her head and slowly slid her hands along Summer's shaft, stroking it, and bringing it to life.

A low gasp came from Summer as her feet stirred and shuffled at the sexual touch. Jordan was amazed at how quickly Summer was responding. The broad, smooth surface of Summer's cock slowly grew rapidly under her ministrations. It was going to be huge. Even flaccid, Jordan could barely encircle the shaft with one of her hands, but she was absolutely amazed at the length that slowly emerged from between Summer's legs. Jordan pulled away slowly, still stroking her over-sized partner.

Inch after inch, Summer's cock straightened and grew. Jordan's eyes got wider and wider as she moved back from Summer's crotch, still rubbing and holding the tip of her penis. While not yet completely erect, Summer's cock stuck out over two feet in front of her crotch, gently throbbing in Jordan's palms. Jordan looked up at Summer for her response. Summer was panting slightly, but was already incredibly aroused. She smiled broadly, and Jordan turned her full attention back to the beautifully huge cock in front of her.
The head of Summer's cock was several inches wide and its urethra just over an inch wide. Jordan gradually pushed her tongue into Summer's cock hole and began to stroke the tip of it provocatively. Summer moaned and began to push forward, responding to the erotic stimulus. Jordan paused her licking but kept her hands stroking the smooth, warm surface of Summer's cock. Jordan watched, enraptured as Summer began to grow stiff.

Pressing forward, Jordan spread her lips around Summer's thickening cockhead and began to suck. Gently, she drew deep breaths; her suction making Summer moan and shudder. Bringing her left hand forward, Jordan rubbed the tip gently; virtually tickling it and teasing her lover's massive cock with tiny, tentative brushes. Jordan's mouth barely fit over the first third of Summer's cock-tip, and it was still growing harder and thicker.

Summer groaned deeply and began to grind her feet into the floor. Jordan's breath sent shivers of pleasure up her shaft as she longed to plunge her whole, hardening cock deep within her smaller lover. Now, Summer reacted on instinct, reaching down and holding Jordan's head as she began to shove her rod down her throat.

Jordan, helpless in Summer's grip, struggled in vain as she felt her cheeks stretch and her jaw distend in an attempt to accommodate Summer's gargantuan cock.

"You can do this Jordan," Summer coaxed her from above. "Remember what Dee Dee's done for all of us. Just take your time with me."

Sweat beaded down Jordan's brow in a blend of fear and exhilaration as she felt her jaw almost pop out of its socket, while Summer continued to force her face around her cock which was now as thick as Jordan's arm.

A faint tingle grew in Jordan's abdomen and began to fill her entire body with an odd, warm sensation. With shock and relief, Jordan realized that her face was starting to stretch and distend to accommodate Summer's massive meat. Summer watched in amazement as she saw Jordan's nose and upper lip push upward away from her chin to make room for her monstrous cock. Her jaw opened wider and wider to admit Summer's freakishly large organ.

Slowly, Summer pushed well over a foot of her cockmeat into Jordan's maw. Jordan reached out, her hands pushing against the smooth muscles of Summer's abdomen before her; both girls straining in the throes of erotic lust.

Now Summer gently pulled out of Jordan, her face snapping back to its former shape and size. Jordan's jaw throbbed along with the muscles of her mouth and tongue; the incredible taste of Summer's cockflesh still lingered in her mouth. Summer was looking down at her, lust clearly etched on her face.
Carefully, Jordan began to lick the underside of Summer's cock, rubbing its expansive surface with her hands and spreading her saliva over the newly throbbing flesh. Each thrust of her tongue over the surface of Summer's erection sent shivers through Summer; each shiver filling Jordan with a feeling of elation and arousal. Jordan could feel her own cock hardening in her panties, straining against the confines of its cloth prison.

Summer began to gasp and moan, her legs pumping rhythmically forward, pushing her spongy, bloated tip against Jordan's eager face. Jordan smiled and began rubbing the huge cock against the top of her head. Delirious at the massive organ, Jordan began to roll her face up and down along the length of the shaft.

Ahead of her, she watched as Summer's balls bobbed and swayed, each one slightly swelling at the attention the rest of her cock was getting.

"Oh....!" Summer tried to speak, gasping for air. "Oh, Jordan, rub me more! Lick me!" Summer shuddered and trembled as she held back from thrusting too hard into Jordan's face. Her whole body quivered and bucked as she wrung her fists into knots and clenched her eyes amidst her throes of ecstasy.

Jordan rubbed her cheek along the huge cocktip and kept licking the fist-sized surface. Reaching forward, she wrapped her arms wholly around the closest portion of Summer's shaft and began to pump wildly.

"More! Jordan, I need more of my cock in you!"

Summer's thrusts grew more earnest, but Jordan could sense that Summer was still reluctant to take advantage using her more powerful form. Instead of trying to engulf Summer's massive cock with her mouth, Jordan merely redoubled her efforts with her arms and tongue.

A rumble rushed through the enormous cock as Summer arched her back in a fit of pleasure. Caught off-guard, Jordan lost her grip momentarily as she watched the monster swell and become even stiffer than before. Suddenly a rush of warm liquid shot forth like a geyser and splashed onto Jordan's hair, face and shoulders. Jordan gasped and tried to force her mouth around the huge cock-slit in front of her. Several more splurts of the delicious, warm liquid rushed down Jordan's throat.
"Jordan, I think I'm gonna cum soon!"

Jordan looked up at Summer in surprise. "You mean you haven't cum already?" she thought. A warm shudder ran through Jordan as she realized that the huge, sticky rush had only been a few jets of Summer's precum.

With her hands, Jordan slowly smeared Summer's precum over her huge cock as a lubricant and quadrupled her pumping with her arms. Summer's humping grew more intense and violent as her muscles spasmed and shot another load of precum over Jordan's eager face. Gulping as quickly as she could, Jordan gobbled as much of the hot, thick cum as she could. Summer kept humping, and Jordan could feel her start to lose control.

Her own cock bucking and pleading for release in her panties, Jordan pushed her whole body up and down, along the monster shaft's length, using the two shots of precum as a form of lubrication. Again and again, she pushed himself and her arms along Summer's erection; pausing only to suck more precum from the swollen cock-tip! Summer's balls had grown even larger; Jordan knew it was common among the girls on the Island, but they almost seemed to have swollen to twice their normal size, swaying and dangling heavily between Summer's legs.

On her next slide down Summer's cock, Jordan paused to squeeze each of the balls in the crooks of her arms. Summer shuddered and shouted with delight. "Yes! Oh! Yes!"

Another huge shudder wracked Summer's muscles as she began to buck uncontrollably. Feeling the tensing in her balls, Jordan quickly slid back up to Summer's cock-tip and began licking and rubbing as fast as she could.

Summoning all of her concentration, Jordan opened her mouth as wide as she could, and tried to engulf as much of Summer's cockhead as she could. Summer pushed and shoved her cock forward uncontrollably, her pressure making a tight seal of Jordan's lips around her cock-slit. Another huge wash of precum gushed into Jordan's mouth, causing her cheeks to swell impossibly and her neck to distend at the pressure.

Jordan closed her eyes in ecstasy and washed her tongue about in its sweet, warm bath. Summer's flavor was intense!
And then Summer came. Like the floodgates of a dam, Summer's semen jetted from her gargantuan cock with a sudden rush. Thick, sweet cum swelled Jordan's cheeks and neck, stretching them as huge drops spurted out of her mouth onto the floor below. Eyes wide, Jordan felt every push and every spurt of Summer's massive cock. More and more jism filled her, and Jordan's eyes shot open as she felt her stomach begin to expand and swell.

Summer clenched her eyes and bellowed as she rocked and bucked, spraying her spunk into Jordan's mouth. Summer continued releasing hot, jetting spurts of thick, sweet cum. Her stomach muscles flexed with each push and every shot. Her face screwed itself tight as she moaned and pumped harder and harder, feeling Jordan's mouth stretch further and further around her throbbing cock-tip.

Jordan stared at Summer's body, as she pushed harder against her. Her mouth seemed to form a seal as Summer pushed her cock deeper in, and her face began to distort. She moaned as she felt her muscles distend and stretch like thick, hard rubber to accommodate more of the freakishly large organ. Jordan's heart fluttered as sensed Summer's cock forcing its way through the back of her mouth, and actually starting to protrude down her throat into her gullet. She reveled in the hot cum splashing into her with geyser-like force. Repeatedly, she stroked the throbbing length of Summer's shaft and moaned as she finished her climax in a series of short, heavy bursts of cum that further pushed the flared tip even deeper into Jordan's stretched throat.

Weary, Jordan pulled her mouth from the surroundings of Summer's hot shaft with a slight popping noise. Her face, feeling like rubber, quickly returned to its normal configuration. The huge, flared, cock bobbed before her like a log between Summer's legs, dripping with its hot spunk. Summer herself looked down at Jordan with a smile. Standing, Jordan felt an odd pressure at her waist. Looking down, she paused, stunned.

Her belly stuck out like a pregnant woman's! She looked as if she had swallowed several large rocks or at least gallons of Summer's fluids. Tenuously, she patted her filled and bloated stomach. Small waves washed over its fleshy surface as she looked at Summer with shock. Summer smiled down at her lover and leaned in for a hug.

"Aw, geez, not again!" moaned Jordan. "This is the second time tonight that this has happened to me."

"Don't fly off the handle so soon," advised Summer. "If you returned to normal after being pumped up once before, it'll probably happen again. Besides, if I'm any judge, I'd have to say that you enjoyed yourself just now."

Summer pointed down to Jordan's crotch. Her balls were bulging out the sides of her panties, and her rampaging hard-on was threatening to rip the flimsy fabric to shreds.

"I never said I didn't like you or your prick, Summer. I'm just tired of looking like I'm pregnant, even if it is only temporary."

Rhiannon Takes Over - Rhiannon Transformed

"Well, what we saw earlier was fun, but there's no since putting this off any longer," said Rhiannon. She turned away from the Enchantress, and did her 'heavy breathing' for another minute. She placed her hands over her pussy and crotch, and focused all of her mental powers, channeling the energy in her body into that area, to create the desired effect.

Suddenly, it happened. Rhiannon had changed from woman form to shemale form more times than she could count, but it was always a special feeling when her cock would suddenly appear from out of nowhere. All Rhiannon had to do was look around at the startled faces of everyone in the room, to know that she'd been successful. By now the Enchantress had obviously expected Rhiannon to somehow produce a cock of her own, and have her way with her as she had done to Jeanne. But even she could not comprehend the astonished looks of the rest of the girls in the room.

This time it was even more special for Rhiannon, as she looked down between her legs. There, hanging down from her crotch, were two separate cocks, with her second cock being directly above the first one. Each one was nearly a foot long, and was already almost two inches thick. Rhiannon sported only one set of balls, hanging below her first member, but she knew that they would swell big enough to provide more than enough cum for both of her shafts later on.

"Remember what I told you earlier girls," Rhiannon said to everyone in the room. "I've got enough strength and experience that I can do quite a few amazing things with my body, and this is only one of them. And right now, I think it's time my honored guest sees just what I've got in store for her."

Rhiannon turned around, holding each prick with one hand, and pulling them to the side, so the Enchantress could clearly see them. The goddess' eyes shot open in fear and shock, and the dark brown skin of Ebony became visibly paler. The Enchantress knew in an instant what fate Rhiannon had in store for her.

"I'm going to teach you all about fucking in one lesson, you piece of shit, and make sure it's a long time before you so much as think about fucking anyone else! You said earlier that you wanted to fuck?"

"Well first, let's add a little size down here," said Rhiannon. She concentrated, and then her cocks started to become erect, the base of each shaft expanding in width with a power that almost frightened the Enchantress, as they continued to lengthen and grow.
Her enormous rods slowly expanded from her crotch, lengthening as their width grew. Rhiannon concentrated on her dicks, reforming them. They were still short, but incredibly thick, and Rhiannon knew that she could use the energy in her body to shape them to her will. With a grunting effort, Rhiannon managed to shunt the seemingly unstoppable flow of energy to her ball sac below her cocks. Her twin testicles now began to throb and pulse with rapid growth.

Now Rhiannon's nostrils flared with each breath. The Enchantress' gaze went to Rhiannon's belly, then down to the dangling balls, and the jiggling cock shafts. She watched, and saw Rhiannon's testicles actually swelling, getting larger with every moment, growing from baseball, to grapefruit and past that in size, the heavy flesh now bulging, and dangling between Rhiannon's legs.

Rhiannon smiled wickedly, as she realized that the Enchantress was terrified of her, and hadn't even reached her peak yet.

"Okay, bitch," taunted Rhiannon. "You think I'm too small? Not enough for a goddess such as yourself? Okay then, watch this!" she howled triumphantly, and released the energy in her body completely.

The engorged pricks jutting before Rhiannon suddenly jerked upwards and began to grow again. They went from merely huge to titanic, and didn't stop there.

Both of the pounding members began to swell to immense size, the girth of each mighty phallus growing truly huge, the head pulsing into massiveness. The rapid growth of each cock forced them apart. The length of each shaft grew as their girth swelled, until it looked like both of the gigantic shafts would burst. Each swelled, becoming a blimp-like appendage jutting from her crotch, each smooth and shining pinkly as they grew to stupendous proportions.

Rhiannon stood for a moment, hands on hips, watching the Enchantress' look change to one of shocked disbelief as her cocks grew and grew. Rhiannon flicked her hips forward once, causing the now mighty engines of sex to slowly jog upward in a slow, heavy arc and then descend in a slow bouncing dance before her. The heads and shafts seemed to be swollen and almost bursting, looking hot and slick.

"Now bitch, am I big enough for you? Still think I'm a puny mortal?" Rhiannon jeered.
Both of her cocks now jutted forth in monstrous, dancing menace before her, the helmets of the cockheads pulsing to a beat matching each of her steady, angered steps toward the Enchantress. Rhiannon felt as though she could easily blow this taunting bitch to little pieces with her cocks, and fill her until she tore her apart with her cum.

Rhiannon was now in a frenzy of hate and rage. She wanted to obliterate this bitch, after what she had so brazenly done earlier to Jeanne, and then bragged about it. She felt the energy within her roar to a searing blaze of white-hot heat, desperately seeking its release. Rhiannon wanted to smash this so-called goddess who had possessed Ebony's body. A feeling of anticipation thrilled her as well. She was becoming horny just thinking about fucking this Enchantress bitch silly; of ramming her cock into her and cumming until she was spent.

The Enchantress saw Rhiannon, her erections pulsing before her, each looking as if it were ready to burst. The engorged flesh jutting from her quivered with its need, the slits on her cockheads slowly opening and closing, like the mouth of some beast.

Rhiannon's cocks throbbed, the heads pulsing with need and want. They were rock hard now, the original girth dispersed along the entire length of the burning poles jutting out from her crotch.

The massive amount of energy in Rhiannon's body had affected not only her cocks. She had now grown until her body was just over eight feet in height. She was almost identical to the Enchantress, when she had possessed Ebony's body to rape Jeanne.

Each massive cock was now over four feet long. Rhiannon actually had to concentrate and shift her posture slightly; the weight of her shafts was almost enough to throw off her body's equilibrium. Her balls had swollen to the point that they were now considerably larger than two softballs, beneath the tremendous shafts.

"All right, now let's see if you can take it, you dirt-eating piece of filth!" screamed Rhiannon, now uncontrollably raging with anger and lust.

"By the all-father, no!" screamed the Enchantress in mortal terror.

"Go ahead and pray to any god that you can think of honey," growled Rhiannon. "They may have pity on you, and save your soul. But your ass and your pussy belong to me tonight!" Rhiannon's cocks were far too big for any kind of sex with a normal partner, but would do perfectly for teaching the Enchantress a lesson she'd never forget.
Now Barocca was in the hallways of the Island. The confusion over so many events happening in so short a time was the perfect cover for her. Hardly anyone outside of Dee Dee and Tiffany's inner circle knew the true status of things tonight. With everyone else either glued to a monitor watching things unfold in the lab, or running to tell someone else, it made the perfect cover for Barocca's exit.

Summer Sucks Jordan

Jordan held still on the bed, as Summer leaned in for a closer look at her crotch, her eyes fixed upon steadily growing bulge in her panties. Before Summer could do anything, Jordan's body began to tremble. In seconds it was growing, and Jordan could feel her skeleton enlarging.

"Holy shit, now I'm doing it too!" cried Jordan, as she felt her body transform. After a few moments, Jordan finally stopped when she was roughly the same size as Summer in her bigger state, just less than seven feet in height. "Man, I'm glad that's over," moaned Jordan, as her body finally stopped shaking.

"The first time is usually the roughest, until you get used to it," said Summer. "You ought to see your cock and balls, Jordan. They look like they're gonna be every bit as big as mine."

"I'd like to see them, too," muttered Jordan. "My frigging stomach is so big, I can't even see my feet right now." All of a sudden, Jordan began to feel her stomach rumble and tremble. Before both girls' eyes, her bloated tummy began to reduce in size. Jordan could feel the strange sexual energy from Summer's juices spreading throughout her body, making her feel stronger and more powerful in her new size.

Jordan's cock and balls were included in the transformation. They were absolutely huge now, barely held in place by her panties, which were rapidly losing the battle.

Slowly, Summer brought her face down and nuzzled the one Jordan's swollen nuts in her scrotal sac. Overwhelmed by the powerful scent of Jordan's sex, Summer's tongue darted out and stroked her testicles and shaft. To her surprise, Jordan felt her own cock swell to mammoth proportions, bursting the flimsy fabric of her panties to shreds as she became incredibly aroused.

Jordan moaned deeply as she felt Summer's hands prodding and fondling on her cock. Summer's eyes widened in surprise as she felt Jordan's prick grow into a steel-hard erection, her balls swelling tightly in her sac.
Jordan sat up on the edge of the bed now, admiring her monumental erection. She didn't have a ruler, but she'd been around Ebony often enough to know that she was an inch or two less endowed than she was. Jordan began lightly stroking her prick, and fondling her balls.

"This is in-fucking-credible," Jordan exclaimed. "Okay, Summer. Now I want to see your tool again. Since we're the same size, now we can really have some fun together," she purred. Jordan stood face to face with Summer and lowered her head down to her crotch, licking the base of her cock, encouraging her to transform to her larger size, and show off her matching phallus. Summer gently pushed Jordan away, and stood with her feet slightly apart. After a moment of concentration, Summer was suddenly as tall as Jordan was. She smiled and presented her own bulging appendage to Jordan for her inspection, and prepared to enjoy the moment.

Summer, experiencing a sexual happiness she thought not possible in her life, with a contented sigh, focused her efforts on making her organ erect. She turned her head and gazed at Jordan, and who nodded in approval. Summer smiled, looking at her, her buttocks twitching with excitement and anticipation.

Jordan watched excitedly as her lover's penis filled with blood and became erect in front of her. She felt her body tingle with energy, her nipples tingling in anticipation, her desire to experience this magnificent being Summer had become. Trying not to rush, and to still make it a night they'd never forget, Jordan gently nuzzled Summer's cock, then licked along its entire length gently with her tongue, while Summer ran her hands through Jordan's hair affectionately.

Holding slightly still, Summer moaned deeply, shivering as she felt Jordan's hot, slick tongue upon her shaft. She groaned, her eyes blinking slowly as she was pleasured in such a way she thought she never would be, thanks to her incredible size; she had almost given up hope of that before this night. Summer felt more loved, wanted, appreciated, and desired than she had ever felt before in her entire life.

Responding to the signals Summer's body was putting out, Jordan's passion intensified. She changed her position beneath Summer, and gently took her monstrous cockhead into her mouth, continuing to lick and stroke it. At the same time she signaled Summer by spreading her legs wide and showing off her own prodigious erection to her.
Jordan paused in her efforts long to murmur to Summer, "Let's get comfortable on the bed here. I want you to be able to taste my prick too." The lust in Jordan's eyes signaled her affection for Summer, while her cock was already slowly releasing copious amounts of precum to encourage her.

Both girls broke things off long enough to hop onto the bed. The supports for the matt-ress groaned and nearly buckled under their combined weight, but neither one of them even noticed in their passion.

Summer groaned deeply, as she arched her back slightly, forcing her cock into Jordan's mouth. She leaned further forward and started to lick around the exposed portion of Jordan's cockhead, sucking deeply. She shuddered at the incredible taste, warmth, and feel of Jordan's prick, and that encouraged her to lick her even more ardently. Jordan took Summer's cock deeply into her throat and sucked it eagerly to begin tasting the sweet shemale jism. She moaned as she felt Summer's soft tongue explore her prick, causing it to grow even harder, feeling the semen begin to boil in her balls.

Summer moaned, forcing Jordan's shaft further down her throat, her velvety lips closing snugly about it as she sucked contentedly. Her hips bucking occasionally, sending her own organ deeper into Jordan's mouth, probing at her throat.

Ecstatic at arousing and being so aroused by such a wonderful and beautiful creature as Summer, Jordan thought for a moment what it would be like to actually fuck her, or to be fucked by her, later tonight. Just then, Summer bucked her hips, sending her long and sweet tasting cock flesh deeper down her throat; and as Jordan felt her soft mouth upon her own prick, she absolutely knew she had to experience that later. Jordan moaned happily as she began milking her lover's enormous shaft in earnest.

Summer groaned as she felt her pussy nearly melt and reform from the glorious sensations coursing through her body, and her eyes rolled back as she continued to thrust steadily in and out of Jordan's mouth, all the while lunging her own mouth further forward down on Jordan's shaft. Summer moaned deeply, sucking with all her might on the throbbing, aroused member in her mouth and throat. She could feel her cock preparing to discharge its load into Jordan. Sensing the point of no return, the two lovers gripped each other with such a force that their knuckles turned white.

Having never felt this kind of stimulation of her cock before, Jordan grunted and started thrusting lustily into Summer's throat. She suckled the shaft of Summer eagerly, swallowing even more, pulling it deeper into her throat, desperate to have it fill her belly with sweet, shemale seed. She felt her own surging passion building to the penultimate moment, ready to release her own emission into Summer's welcoming gullet.

Summer grunted, realizing that in this moment that her world was changing and her view of life, love, sex, and even herself might never be the same. Her body tensed incredibly and the colors of her mind's eye exploded in spectral brilliance. With a muffled squeal, her body spasmed and propelled her seed down Jordan's throat. Meanwhile Summer summoned all of her strength as she swallowed more greedily upon Jordan's prick, her eyes closing tightly as she engulfed her, eagerly awaiting her response.

Jordan shuddered as she felt the first spurts of Summer's cum rush down her gullet and into her belly, almost losing her balance. Immediately afterwards, she thrust hard, spasmed, then released her own supply of creamy jism, spurting powerfully into Summer's mouth in a forceful flow of pure sexual strength.

Jordan ejaculated with a force and intensity that made her whole body tremble with each throbbing pulse. As she continued to gulp down Summer's seemingly endless supply of hot scalding cum, filling her belly with warmth, she too realized her former life as a 'normal' amazon was over; her coupling with Summer like this was changing the very way she viewed sex.
Summer groaned in delight as she felt her new lover's cream erupt down her throat. Likewise she knew a bond, heart and soul, with the magnificent woman she was feeding off of was being more firmly established with each gulp of her essence. She continued squirting into Jordan, her hips bucking with each pulse, her climax washing over her body powerfully.

Jordan felt her body shudder with pleasure as she and Summer fed from each other in astounding quantity. Belly full and her supply of juices nearly drained, she sucked hard on Summer's shaft one final time. She contracted her thigh and groin muscles to expel the final few drops of her own seed into Summer. Totally spent, Jordan felt dizzy and unstable on the bed. Her legs felt weak, like she was on the verge of collapse from orgasmic exhaustion.

Summer puckered her cheeks as she sucked the last of Jordan's sperm from her penis, before she pulled back slowly. Summer lowered herself from the bed to the floor. She nearly collapsed on the ground, looking at her mate, panting deeply, a sheen of sweat upon her skin. Summer blinked slowly, dreamily, admiring the sleek, body of her Jordan as she began to catch her breath.

Jordan saw Summer stagger and reached out to her with her arm, almost causing herself to be pulled off of the bed as well. She tried valiantly to keep Summer upright for a moment, but finally half-rolled, half-fell to the floor next to her. Feeling more embarrassed than hurt, Jordan looked into Summer's eyes with hungry, devoted, loving passion. Slowly, Summer embraced Jordan and stroked her sweaty breasts, licking her throat and stroking her buttocks with her hands.

Jordan purred softly and reached out to her mate and cuddled her body against her own, drawing Summer's belly against her own in tight embrace as she kissed her lips and wrapped her arms around her lover completely. Each girl's cock was still turgid and pointing upward, and the feeling of them mashing into the other's tummy and breasts was exhilarating.

Snuggling closer to Jordan, Summer panted softly, eyes closing as she rested with her newfound mate. For the first time in on the Island, she felt safe and secure. No more struggling for acceptance among the other girls she did not know yet. She knew Jordan would love her with all her heart while she was on the Island.
"I can't believe how good that was," Summer finally managed to say.

"That makes two of us," said Jordan. "It was beyond anything I'd ever thought was possible, and I've seen a lot here."

"Just wait'll we have a chance to actually fuck," said Summer.

Jordan's eyes lit up in surprise as the realization hit her. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go a find a room where we can really cut loose. Which of our quarters is closest?"

"I think mine are nearer," said Summer. "This was fun, but these beds aren't made for having sex in, after all."

A few minutes later, they arrived in Summer's quarters. As they embraced in each other's arms, a puzzled expression came over Jordan's features.

"You know, Summer, back in Dee Dee's lab was fantastic just now. But what am I gonna do if I'm stuck at this size now? I can understand why you were so upset earlier."

"Well, I'm not a doctor, but I think if I can change my size at will, I think that you might be able to do it too. Concentrate really hard on making yourself shrink back to your normal height."

Jordan knitted her brow in concentration. It took several minutes, but she finally returned to her original height.

"That's a relief, but that really took a lot out of me."

"Try doing this, Jordan." Summer explained some of the basic mind control techniques that Vantha and Rayleena had taught her earlier. "They're meant to help me make my cock appear and disappear, but I found that I could apply them also to help me change size easier."

After a little coaching and practice, Jordan found that she could change size at will, almost as easily as Summer could. Now the two girls stood locked in each other's arms, kissing and embracing with passion.

"And now it's my turn to pay you back, you little minx," said Summer with a grin. "When we first met here, you fucked me until I thought my box was gonna turn inside out. I'm gonna pay you back with interest now."

"I always knew you'd be a real wildcat in bed, Summer. I wanna feel you scratch my belly button from the inside with that big cock of yours."

With that Summer and Jordan leaped for the large bed in Summer's quarters. For several hours, the rest of the world ceased to exist for them, as they made love to each other with their incredibly large new cocks.

Rhiannon Takes Over - Vengeance On A Goddess

Rhiannon had grown. She felt herself swell into even greater size, her mighty cocks lusting to spew forth a flood of milky cum into the depths of the Enchantress' body. She now stood over eight feet in height; the incredible shafts of her cocks looming over the Enchantress in Ebony's body, visibly beating in all their glory and power in strong throbbing pulses, pink and glistening in the lights of the room.

The testicles dangling between her legs now swelled until they reached almost halfway to her knees. The Enchantress watched in horror as even Rhiannon's nipples began to transform, hardening into long tapering shafts, jutting out from her areola.

The Enchantress squirmed frantically, kicking spastically, trying to prevent Rhiannon from her ass and pussy. Her screams became more hysterical, as the three Vectran girls held her helpless. The Enchantress felt the other Vectran girls' cocks press against her, their huge, distended cockheads poking insistently at her face. Below, the hot flesh of Rhiannon's titanic pricks were sliding between her legs, searching for her holes, like a hot knife through butter. She felt the slick shaft of one slide along her ass cheek, and then felt the bulbous heat of the other head probe her pussy for entry.

"Go ahead and squirm all you want honey," teased Rhiannon. "You're not going anywhere, and I think you know it. All it does is make it more satisfying in the end for me!"

The Enchantress felt the poking pressure at her pussy lips increase, while the probing bulb at her anus slowly worked its way into her. Then with a single mighty shove from Rhiannon, the Enchantress' ass and pussy were smashed open properly, the massive missiles sinking straight inside between her hard sexy buttocks, pushing the double cocks into her ass and cunt just past the flared rim of their heads. The Enchantress' brain was on fire with pain and outrage at what was happening to her. She managed to not cry out, but her eyes shot open in shock at the penetration.

"What's the matter, girl?" sneered Rhiannon. "Bit of a tight fit down there, is it?"

"Maybe Dee Dee or Tiffany has some 'KY' jelly she can borrow," teased Vantha.

"No fucking way," growled Rhiannon. "This bitch has earned what's gonna happen to her tonight. You two get busy and stuff her throat with your cocks. That'll cut off most of the noise that she's likely to make."
Vantha and Rayleena didn't have to be told twice. "Open wide, sweetie," said Vantha. She promptly shoved her cock at the Enchantress' mouth. Vantha lowered her enormous appendage, until it was pointed directly at the cringing Enchantress' mouth. The tip touched The Enchantress' lips, forcing them apart. She felt it worm its way in, forcing her jaws apart into gaping surrender, the hot length of it cramming into her mouth. It slid in, forcing its way down her gurgling throat. Vantha could feel it slip down her stretching gullet.

The Enchantress glared at Vantha with all the hatred and spite that she could manage.

"You're not getting off that easy," said Rayleena. "You're part Vectran for the day. That means you can open your mouth even farther than you think you can. You're gonna suck both of us off at once."

A series of inarticulate grunts and groans, and an even more astonished look on her face was all that the Enchantress could muster.

"She's right, miss 'goddess'," said Rhiannon. "If you concentrate, you can do it. If you don't, I guarantee that I can make room for Rayleena's cock along with mine, in your asshole!"

Struggling to overcome the shock from Rhiannon's threat, the Enchantress brought all her will towards opening her mouth as far as it would go. After a moment, it seemed as though her jaws were made of rubber, or some elastic substance, and she could actually feel them open farther than she felt was possible. While the goddess possessed Ebony, her physical size was just over seven feet, so the mouth was already proportionately larger than a normal mouth, and the ability the Vectrans had given her allowed her mouth to open even further.

"That's it 'queenie'," said Rayleena. "All you need is the right motivation." Rayleena stood before the gurgling Enchantress, gazing down at her distorted face as she struggled to keep pace with Vantha's rolling hips pistoning the turgid shaft of her cock down her throat. Rayleena smiled as she saw the Enchantress' mouth expand to make room for her cock next to Vantha's, and grunted with ecstasy as she began to force her shaft down her captive's gullet next to Vantha's.

"I don't think we've had this much fun since we fucked Tarina," said Rhiannon. "Now, where was I?" She paused to gather her strength for a moment. "Oh yes..."

Rhiannon rammed her mighty shafts up into the screeching Enchantress' asshole and pussy. The incredible cocks between the Enchantress' legs now battered their way into her, wrenching her spasming holes to fantastic dimensions. She saw Rhiannon staring at her in evil satisfaction as the giant Vectran woman's hips thrust her huge monster cocks slowly deeper and deeper into her, with a burning, heavy heat. The Enchantress felt Rhiannon's shafts thicken as they slid deeper into her, already feeling the small spurts of pre-cum squirting from them which promised to grow into a raging torrent later on.

The Enchantress moaned a hissing groan as she felt the hard pillar of Rayleena's cock smash down her throat next to the other. The two Vectran girls peered down at the writhing form of the goddess frantically sucking at their straining shafts, feeling her licking tongue and causing their hips to buck. Each one began to slide her cock deeper into the Enchantress' suctioning throat, feeling the bulbous heads worming their way past the back of the goddess' swallowing mouth to slide into the girl's throat proper. Each moaned at the wondrous feeling of being swallowed by the Enchantress.

The Enchantress gulped endlessly at the two hot shafts, forced to swallow them deeper into her body as Vantha and Rayleena had their way with her. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she imagined the streamers of hot jism that would jet from their meaty glans into her belly.
Rhiannon watched in satisfaction as the Enchantress' belly began to stretch until she could begin to see the form of her cockhead stretched tautly beneath it. Pleasure coursed along the length of Rhiannon's pricks inside the Enchantress as she began the first pull back, the sensitive crown of her cockheads dragging back across her insides. Now Rhiannon began fucking her, in and out with each of her lengthy spears. She began to savagely ram in deeper and deeper, allowing both members to grow even more titanic as they forced their way into the body of the spasming goddess possessing Ebony. Her slim belly now clearly showed the out-line of Rhiannon's upper cock. With each breathtaking thrust, the Enchantress writhed back and forth on the platform, causing the skin of her tummy to ripple and trace the outline of Rhiannon's upper prick against the skin of her belly.

At first, the Enchantress was wracked with wave after wave of gutting pain. She wanted to scream until her lungs burst, as her body felt the double penetration. She felt each giant organ inside her simultaneously. Deeper they both lunged, and the Enchantress could actually feel one dick alongside the other dick as they pounded deep into her insides.

The Enchantress felt her lips being spread wider, her jaw being forced open by Rayleena's cock next to Vantha's. She tried to scream, but the swelling meat in her mouth turned it into a garbled moan. The goddess felt each cock sliding further down her throat, turning from rubbery hardness, into steel with thin padding.

Each Vectran girl's ball sac gave off heat from the passion racing through their bodies. They had not shoved their cocks completely down the Enchantress' throat, but they were close enough that the bucking of their hips caused their distended sacs to land heavily against her chin and jaws, and the goddess' head swam from the onslaught, as the Vectran girls slowly plunged their cocks deeper into her gullet.

Finally Rhiannon succeeded in smacking her heavy-laden ball sac against her spread ass cheeks. The Enchantress jerked convulsively as the massive spearheads moved inside her pussy and ass.

The Enchantress would have thought any person would simply pass out from such pain, but the cruel science of the Vectran technology kept her awake, seeking escape futilely. Now Rhiannon began savagely fucking the Enchantress, pumping with all her inhuman strength and power, like an unstoppable tank. The two missiles of Rhiannon continued fucking their way through her mid-section and her bowels.

Rayleena's cock made its way further downwards, forcing the Enchantress' lips to stretch painfully in accommodating its rapidly swelling girth. The goddess' jaws opened to aching width as it slid further down her throat, next to Vantha's.

The Enchantress' lips felt like they were tearing apart. The cocks in her maw grew, and continued to grow, her jaws now forced apart like a snake eating its oversized prey, her throat distended by the huge pricks sliding into her. The goddess could only gurgle with the pain, all screams choked off by the hot columns of flesh sliding ever deeper into her.
The Enchantress felt the Vectran girls' cocks pound deep into her, swelling by the moment, seeking ever onward as they slid almost unimpaired down her throat and towards her belly. She stared a moment at Vantha and Rayleena, seeing no mercy but a joy in their faces she didn't think was possible for someone doing this to her to feel. The Enchantress was certain her lips would tear if but one more inch of cock was slid into her. Both Vectran girls continued shoving their cocks downward, swelling as they went. She felt it throbbing, a heat within her, pounding deeper into her, and then it happened.

The Enchantress suddenly felt a dull 'thud' in the pit of her body. At first she was too shocked to fully register what had happened, and what it meant. Then it was followed by another, and then another impact.

"Is that you, Rayleena?" Rhiannon asked with a wicked smile, pausing in her reckless humping of the Enchantress' body. "Or maybe it's you, Vantha?"

Suddenly, the meaning of Rhiannon's question hit home to the Enchantress. The impact she was feeling in the pit of her body was the heads of two of these Vectran girls' cocks mash-ing into one another from different directions. She was not a physician, but the goddess real-ized that only by a miracle, and some tenuous body membranes, was she being kept from being spilt into pieces. This was the final indignity. She would suffer no more from these insolent mortal women who were having their way with her tonight! The first thing she knew she must do was to gather her will power. She was after all, still a goddess, even if the mortal girls had her at a massive disadvantage just now. If these strange women could manage to harness and redirect their sexual energy, then by the all-father, so could she.

Vantha and Rayleena watched the Enchantress' eyes roll back, and then shut as the sensation of their flood into her started.

"Damned party pooper," muttered Rayleena.

"Never mind her," said Vantha. "I'm almost ready to shoot off. Let's drown this gal."

They could feel the roiling cum begin to rush down along the shafts of their pricks, gushing in impossible amounts into the goddess, flooding her belly with the gathering load, then bloating her cheeks into a parody of a chipmunk.

By now ten minutes had passed, and Rhiannon could feel the final flood, her ultimate orgasm beginning to build within her. She rammed her now incredibly sized cocks in a final savage lunge, burying them as deep as she could each time in the agonized body of Ebony, feeling the roiling cum within her straining balls begin to flow, rising slowly to a frenzy that she knew could not be held back forever, her rounded ass-cheeks clenching as her hips locked into quivering rigidity.

The Enchantress felt Rhiannon's cocks slide to their final depths, and begin to pump their incredible loads into her flailing body. It felt like scalding water was being shot into her from high-pressure hoses. That was fine, for she would need the energy they provided. She let her body go limp, gathering all her will to focus on the task at hand. This was one of the most perilous spells she had ever attempted, because of the dangerous situation she was currently in; as well as the most difficult, with her spirit possessing Ebony's body across space and time, in another dimension. She ceased caring about what might happen to her physical form, and strained to focus her mental powers.

By now, the Enchantress' breasts were vast rippling mounds of flesh, rocking every which way from the Vectran girls' thrusts into her. Her belly bulged from the pillar of Rhiannon's cock within it, and swelled larger by the moment. Rhiannon screamed in ecstasy, her huge cocks rippling by the flow of cum being forced through them. Rhiannon screamed again, as new ecstasy coursed through her, and felt the ocean of cum from her balls began its slow, turgid travels seeking its release in the now spurting body of the Enchantress. Rhiannon's ass locked into trembling rigidity, and she began to moan gutturally, the moan rising in pitch and intensity as her huge organs throbbing in the goddess' body once again began to grow.
Throughout all of this, Ebony's body seemed to have become a rag doll. It was only due to the frantic humping of the three Vectran women that there seemed to be any movement at all from her.

"What's the matter with this dumb broad?" exclaimed Vantha. "She just lies here!"

Tiffany and the other girls watched in astonishment as the Enchantress flopped limply in Ebony's body as Rhiannon rammed her shafts in bestial anger into the writhing form beneath her. A hoarse growling and grunting was all the enraged Rhiannon was capable of, and the thudding slap of flesh on flesh as she pounded into the Enchantress echoed loudly. Rhiannon's hips now thrust in uncontrollable frenzy, the hardened flesh of her cocks beating into the Enchantress with rippling drives. The twin columns of her flesh were almost bursting the goddess, when she suddenly swelled to truly titanic proportions. The moan scaled into a deep throated yell, then into a piercing shriek as her massive cocks grew even larger, until they expanded into swollen sausages of beating flesh, the Enchantress' body surrounding them like a living prophylactic.

"Rhiannon, be careful!" Tiffany called out. "You're almost splitting Ebony apart!"

"Shut the hell up, or one of you just might be next!" screamed Rhiannon.

Sweat was pouring off the Enchantress' face now. The goddess was straining every cell in Ebony's body, as well as using all of her mental powers and abilities. She was actually starting to be able to channel the incredible energy of the three Vectran women, and store it temporarily, to direct it back at them. Their own passion would soon be their undoing. She knew that she would need still more energy to carry out her plan. After a moment, it came to her.

Already her belly bulged with the roiling cum within her, and the Enchantress felt herself lifted higher, the incredible shafts of Rhiannon's cocks sliding between her two holes was actually raising her off the padded platform. Rhiannon's cockheads splayed her legs wide, and then began to insistently ram into her cunt and ass at the same time.
Rhiannon screamed with the sensation of her release, as her cum blasted into the Enchantress' already bulging form. Vantha and Rayleena's incredible flood filled her belly. Ebony's breasts had become twin balloons of wobbling flesh, her nipples so stiff and erect, it was a wonder that they didn't burst. Still the flow went on, until Rhiannon felt her pricks thrust-ing as if striving to bury themselves even deeper in the flesh of Ebony.

Suddenly, Rhiannon's cries of passion changed in tone to that of astonishment, as she felt the almost endless supply from her balls being actually sucked from her against her will and being engulfed by the Enchantress as the flow went from a torrent to an overwhelming flood.

Then with Ebony's hands, the Enchantress reached out and grabbed the ball sacs of Rayleena and Vantha, squeezing them for all she was worth. The river of cum flooding her throat nearly doubled in intensity as a result.

"Holy shit, watch what you're doing there!" shouted Rayleena. Vantha was too shocked at the moment to even say anything.

Rhiannon's moans of pleasure became high-pitched shrieks, as she fought to regain control of her body and she pitched forward in one final, breath-taking lunge, spouting a veritable river of gouting cum into the Enchantress. "What the fuck is going on here?" she cried out.

The stretched body of Ebony, possessed by the Enchantress rippled, and then swelled, as the Vectrans released their loads in pouring gouts of hot, sticky cum.

Rayleena and Vantha now struggled to pull their cocks slowly back in a withdrawal from the Enchantress' throat, the flow from their flaring heads now only a trickle.

Rhiannon felt as if both of her cocks within the Enchantress were gripped by a vise. She exerted all of her strength, and slowly, she pulled them from the Enchantress' distorted holes, each massive member being followed by the roiling cum inside the wobbling, rippling form of the goddess. A steady river of jism poured from each of the Enchantress' holes, thick and heavy, as the bloated mass of the goddess slowly drained its load. As Rhiannon exerted her strength, she briefly had a mental vision, or moment of contact, with the Enchantress, the being who was possessing Ebony. Their two minds met for a moment, and then the goddess promptly used her powers to expel Rhiannon.
Utter shock and disbelief was on Rhiannon's face as she finally extracted her twin pillars of flesh. The loss of resistance caused Rhiannon to lose her balance, and she promptly landed on her rump on the floor. Rhiannon moaned as her still monstrous cocks slowly returned to a more reasonable size, and grew flaccid as she got to her feet and stood, panting and gasping. The Enchantress suddenly used both of her hands to squeeze Vantha and Rayleena's balls as hard as she could, forcing both girls to squeal and quickly yank their hard cocks from her mouth.
For a moment, there was silence in Dee Dee's lab, as everyone tried to fathom what had just happened. Suddenly the figure of Ebony rose to a sitting position. This time her face and eyes appeared normal. Then a voice rang out in the room, seeming to come from everywhere at once. The voice was clear and melodic, but with a definite tone of menace and anger within it. The Vectrans and the human women were finally hearing the Enchantress' voice in its normal state.

"Heed my words well, mortals! You have dared the unthinkable, laying your hands upon a goddess, and doing what you have just done to me. That I could free myself, even when the trio of you had me pinned, is but a sample of my powers.

"Know that I concede this first battle to you mortals. Take whatever joy and comfort you may from that fact. But know this also for the truth.

"I shall not forget this insolence from you, and I shall most certainly return! This round is yours, but you have not heard the last from me!"

Ebony's body suddenly went limp again, and collapsed on the platform. Dee Dee and Tiffany rushed over to examine her.

"Oh, my gosh," exclaimed Dee Dee. "Is she all right?"

Rhiannon summoned her concentration, and her two cocks now transformed back into a single member. With another grunt of effort, she willed it away, resuming her normal female form. Taking a cue from their commander, Vantha and Rayleena did the same.

Rhiannon winced as she moved, and rubbed her buttocks awkwardly with one hand. She walked over to join Dee Dee and Tiffany, next to Ebony. "Her breathing looks like it's back to a more normal state. I think if you give her some kind of sedative, so that she'll sleep for a day, she should be back to normal tomorrow." Dee Dee quickly produced her medical bag and gave an injection to Ebony.

"Does that include getting her prick back?" asked Tiffany.

"Yes. I told you that this was only a temporary measure, so that we could teach her a lesson."

"I'm beginning to wonder who taught who here, just now," retorted Tiffany. "What the hell happened just now?"

"Tiffany, it's like I said before," said Rhiannon. "Ebony's body was possessed by some-one or something earlier. We all saw what she did to Jeanne, and the way she talked and acted after that."

"Like we couldn't bloody well figure that one out by ourselves," retorted Clyda. "Did you learn anything useful, while you were nearly splitting Ebony's body at the seams?"
Rhiannon fought to control her emotions. "Listen honey! There's no damned procedure or manual for dealing with the type of situation that we just had! Everybody in this room knew something had to be done, or whoever was possessing Ebony might have picked someone else to be next in line to get the same treatment as Jeanne did!

"I put my ass on the line, as well as two of my own crew, because we were the only ones that were strong enough to deal with her physically, and subdue her. I'm sorry if the whole affair wasn't a textbook operation, but I did the best I could on short notice!"

"At least this way, we managed to get whoever was possessing Ebony out of her," said Vantha.

"All right," agreed Tiffany with an exasperated sigh. "At least you accomplished that much. Were you able to find out anything else about who possessed her, before she made her speech at the end?"

"As a matter of fact, yes," said Rhiannon. "Since I can manipulate my body with my mind, I have very limited telepathic abilities. I'm certainly not a psychic or a seer, but I got certain images or impressions of the person possessing Ebony towards the end.

"I got images of vast plains of snow and ice, with large mountain ranges all around. All I could tell about the person possessing her is that she had very blonde, almost white hair. Where she calls home is somewhere far away, in the northern reaches of some planet or dimension. That she refers to herself as the 'Enchantress' is a title of sorts from wherever she's from, but it's not her true name. At the very end, she started cursing that was like none of the current languages on Earth. It was probably the same dialect that she jabbered in when I sucked her off earlier."

"Unfortunately, that doesn't tell us a heck of a lot," said Dee Dee. "All we can do from now is be on our guard, and hope that whoever possessed Ebony doesn't come back soon."
By now, Barocca was nearing Dee Dee's laboratory. To her amazement, she was actually starting to get her second wind, and beginning to feel slightly better. It must have been thanks to the diet and exercise regimen that Dee Dee and Tiffany enforced on everyone on the Island. That was one of the few things that Barocca was thankful to those two girls for.

Barocca wasn't sure just what she'd do when she arrived at the laboratory, but she had to do something

Caught In The Act

The Enchantress had been forced to use several spells and exert herself to an extra-ordinary degree to free herself from Ebony's body, and escape from the force of Rhiannon and the other Vectran girls who were having their way with her, while she possessed Ebony's form.

With a rush of energy, she felt her astral form enter her body again, back in her own dimension. The expending of such amounts of energy had almost resulted in an explosion. Her chambers had shaken as though in an earthquake, and this time the Enchantress had indeed tipped her chair completely over backwards. But at least she was relatively unharmed, except for her pride, and free to plot her revenge.

She struggled to rise to her hands and knees, to free herself from the weight of the chair. Her long blonde hair was disheveled and covered her face, making it difficult to see. Shock at what had just happened, along with anger and rage began to rise in the Enchantress. She was just now beginning to free herself, and was already planning what type of revenge she would invoke, when she received a rude interruption.
Suddenly, a cloud of vapor appeared in the center of her chambers. An instant later in the center of the cloud, there appeared the stern visage of the all-father. His dark blue eyes glared at the Enchantress, as she finally succeeded in getting out from under her toppled chair.

"Lorelei!" came the stern voice of the all-father. The Enchantress suddenly realized that the amount of force and energy necessary to free herself had not gone unnoticed.

"Despite my command, you have again seen fit to meddle in the affairs of the mortals."

"But my lord, I can explain..." she stammered.

"Silence! Not only have you ignored my word, but I did indeed witness what you attempted to do while your spirit possessed the mortal girl."

The Enchantress knelt there, knowing that she would face the wrath of the all-father.

"Even for a goddess, your impudence and treachery know no bounds!"

By now, the Enchantress knew that anything she said would only make the situation worse for her.

"Know for certain that you shall indeed be punished for this transgression," said the all-father. "And since you are so concerned with the pleasures of the flesh, I shall let your punish-ment fit the crime." With that, the cloud of vapor vanished, and the all-father's visage disappeared.

The Enchantress finally rose to her feet, and smoothed her hair back into place. She was not surprised when none of her powers worked, as well as all of the doors to her chambers were now locked. The all-father had effectively neutralized all of her abilities, and imprisoned her in her own chambers. She had no choice but to wait until he summoned her again, and she would find out what her punishment would be.

Rhiannon's Revenge

Barocca finally rounded the last corner, and arrived at Dee Dee's lab. She gaped in astonishment when she saw the burned hinges of the door, and the main portion of it lying in the floor of the room.

"Where the hell is Jeanne?" shouted Barocca. "What did you bastards do to her?"

"Well, look what crawled out of the woodwork," said Rhiannon. "Dee Dee, I thought you had this girl under lock and key, after everything she's done?"

"With everything going on, she must've been overlooked in all the confusion."

"After all I've done?" shouted Barocca. "Where's that bitch Ebony? She's the one that raped Jeanne!"

"Jeanne is in a safe place, where they're trying to save her life," replied Rhiannon. "And watch your tone of voice, girl. You're still in enough trouble as it is."

"I don't know where you've been Barocca," said Tiffany, "but we found out that someone had possessed Ebony's body, and then used it to rape Jeanne."

"And you expect me to believe that cock and bull story?" exclaimed Barocca.

"Believe whatever you want to believe, girl," retorted Rhiannon. "My girls and I went out of our way to break in and stop Ebony, and try to get things back to normal here."

"How do I know that you and your girls didn't just use that as an excuse to get your rocks off, and fuck more of us senseless around here?" shouted Barocca.
Rhiannon was growing more and more irate. "You are treading on mighty thin ice, Barocca. Didn't you learn your lesson, when I let Jordan have her way with you, earlier tonight?"

"At least Jordan got into it, and showed some interest in me, when she did it!" yelled Barocca. She was so angry, she wasn't thinking clearly. "All you did was fall asleep on me, like a drunken slob, when we were alone!"

"That is the last fucking straw!" shouted Rhiannon. "Barocca, you've shot your mouth off at me for the last damned time. You've had this coming to you ever since you stole our software the first time, and now you're gonna get it!"

Rhiannon sat down on the edge of one of the platforms, and began her 'deep breathing' routine, as she prepared to alter her body once again. After seeing what Rhiannon had done to Jordan earlier in the night, Barocca knew she was in for trouble. She tried to make a run for the door, but Vantha and Rayleena blocked her exit.

"You're not going anywhere honey," said Vantha. "Rhiannon's got a big surprise for you."
All of a sudden, Rhiannon's entire body flushed, and turned a darker color for a moment. But as she turned around to reveal herself, it was what hung between her legs that captured everyone's attention, and froze Barocca in horrified fascination. What protruded could not have been called a penis by human standards, for it was closer to the girth of a weight lifter's forearm. It was literally like a small python, hanging down a foot long, and was so thick, that it almost completely hid her huge balls. Even though only semi-erect at the moment, it was beyond anything Barocca had ever seen, even in her time on the Island.

"Vantha, Rayleena, bring that smart ass bitch over here now," ordered Rhiannon. "I thought that being fucked once earlier tonight by me, and then getting gang-banged by Jordan would've been enough to teach her some manners, but it appears that I was mistaken."

"Listen to me good, Barocca," continued Rhiannon. "I've been trying to figure out how you got our software to this island in the first place. And now I'm gonna drag that information out of you."

Barocca was dragged over before Rhiannon. Her eyes bulged with fright at the sight of the massive column of flesh between her legs. "No, wait! I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

Rhiannon leaned so her face was close to Barocca's. "I know damn good and well you'll do just that, sweetie. But I'm gonna have some fun with you first." She pushed Barocca away. "It'll be just a minute, while I get things ready for the 'grand opening' here."

Rhiannon concentrated, and the cock between her legs began to change. Now her cock slowly rose so that it was jutting out from her crotch like a girder of steel. The length stayed the same, but the girth swelled even wider. Barocca could actually hear the skin stretch and expand, like a balloon filling with air. The urethra shaft on the front was bigger than any 'normal' cock she'd seen before coming to the Island, and Rhiannon's balls swelled up until each one was bigger than her fist. A network of veins stood out along the sides of the shaft like ivy on a wall. Barocca stared in shock at the sight before her.

"I see you still know enough to be impressed, when you see a world-class cock," said Rhiannon evilly. "But trust me honey, you ain't seen nothing yet. Now you're going to get to experience it firsthand! Vantha, Rayleena, take over!"
Without warning, Vantha and Rayleena each grabbed Barocca by the arm, using their superior strength to easily lift her up into and air, and hold her as if she weighed nothing. Barocca was held so that she faced away from Rhiannon, while Vantha and Rayleena looked into her face.

Vantha looked at the terror-stricken Barocca. "Closing your eyes won't help you girl. Don't you want to see Rhiannon's cock when it's hard? All that nice hard meat you enjoy so much will be up inside your cunt in a few minutes." Barocca felt dizzy, light-headed. A part of her prayed they were only kidding, but she groaned as that horrible realization of her fate hit home.

Rayleena helped expertly guide Barocca into position over Rhiannon. "Nice juicy pussy meat." Rayleena reached down with one hand, grabbed Rhiannon's cock, and aimed it. All of a sudden, Barocca felt what seemed to be a red-hot softball pressing against her cunt lips from below. With a shock, she realized it was Rhiannon's cockhead.

"No," Barocca screeched. "No!"

Rayleena rubbed the blunt end of Rhiannon's stiff cock, and gathered a handful of the precum it was already oozing, smearing it up and down on the puffy lips of Barocca's cunt until they glistened wetly. Barocca squirmed and wiggled in a vain attempt to avoid what would happen next.

"No more stalling up there," growled Rhiannon. "We're gonna do this now!"

With head of the monstrous rod against her vaginal lips, Rhiannon gave a light thrust from below, and Rayleena and Vantha pressed down on Barocca from above at the same time. Barocca cried out in fright and pain in the realization that despite being stretched to extreme limits, her pussy had only taken in the head of the phallic instrument of torture she was about to receive. Barocca tried to twist herself off, but was unable to move very far as the other girls pinned her on Rhiannon's cock.
"Oh, shit," groaned Barocca. "The damned thing's nearly tearing me apart."

"That's the general idea sweetie," said Rhiannon. "But don't think that you're getting off by only taking the head of me inside of you. We're just getting started here."

With that Rhiannon bucked her hips upward and the whole length of her cock went rigid as it began to plunge deep inside Barocca's cunt. At the same time, Vantha and Rayleena shoved down on Barocca's shoulders. Rhiannon jabbed forward, and her slippery shaft slid easily through Barocca's clamping cunt lips. The head of her cock found the vulnerable target and Barocca felt slide into her like a hot knife cutting through butter.

"Aiee!" Barocca screamed. Her head snapped back. The pain was nearly unbearable! Hot searing flashes of agony ripped through her body. Barocca's head dropped, and she nearly fainted. Insane sensations ran through the wild nerve ends of Barocca's body as she was held to her obscene position, with raised legs and soft breasts sticking out, while she was skewered on Rhiannon's massive cock, the heavy, mushroom-shaped head feeling like a lead weight between her legs.

"You think that feels like a load now?" Rhiannon taunted. "Just wait'll I get warmed up!"

Rhiannon focused her energy. She was breathing heavily, her lips trembling. Eyes blazing, she clenched her fists, and directed all of her will power to her cock.

Suddenly, Rhiannon's cock grew at a fantastic rate for a short period of time. Barocca could feel herself being lifted up at a dizzying rate, just like on some sort of carnival ride. In seconds, Rhiannon's cock had become another foot longer. Barocca squealed in terror, and flailed her arms and legs.
"Now you're gonna find out what it really feels like to be fucked by me tonight!" cried Rhiannon. "That time earlier when you drugged me doesn't count."

Rhiannon jabbed again, plunging eight hard, thick inches of cock into Barocca's pain-racked body. Another ear-splitting scream came from Barocca's mouth as her body went into spasm. "Get her out of me! I can't stand it!" she exclaimed. But her pleading eyes got no sympathy from either Vantha or Rayleena.

Barocca screamed again as Rhiannon jabbed the rest of her cock into her cunt. She shook uncontrollably. Her body felt as if it had been split in two with a red-hot poker. The pain was excruciating. Everything started to spin, and her vision blurred for a moment.

As Rhiannon plunged into her cunthole, Barocca screamed. She twisted her hips, but it only made Rhiannon's cock go in deeper. She tried to flail her arms, but Vantha and Rayleena held them in place. There was nothing she could do but accept her fate.

"She's in," Vantha squealed with delight. "Rhiannon's buried balls deep!"

The pain seared Barocca's brain. Tears streamed down her face. Her features were contorted in agony. Her howling, retching screams only added to Rhiannon's pleasure and aroused her further.

Rhiannon's balls were now rumbling, heavy with cum. The white fiery liquid churned inside her swollen nuts. Her cock swelled, stretching Barocca's pussy hole even more.

Barocca's head snapped back as she bucked, twisted and moaned while Rhiannon impaled her.

"I've only just begun to fuck you, Barocca," Rhiannon hissed at her. I haven't even started to have fun yet!"

"I think Rhiannon's getting turned on," Rayleena whispered evilly, seeing the telltale signs. "Now the fun really begins."

Rhiannon paused her penetration of Barocca for a moment. "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance in this, girl. Are you ready to tell me what I want to know now?"

Barocca couldn't see Rhiannon's face because of the way that she was positioned, facing away from her, while impaled on her cock. Barocca managed to suck in her breath, and somehow summon up her courage. "Go to hell," she exclaimed through clenched teeth.

"Very courageous girl," muttered Rhiannon. "And very foolish too."

Rhiannon now turned herself to the task of fucking Barocca's tight cunt in earnest with each stroke of her prick. Rhiannon's cock was like a piston pumping into her and she screamed out as she impaled her. Vantha and Rayleena added to Barocca's misery by lifting her partway off Rhiannon's shaft, and then brutally shoving her back down on it.

Any sexual experience Barocca had ever had on the Island paled into insignificance as she received the deepest, most powerful of all fucks.
Barocca was holding over eighteen inches of huge Vectran cock in her cunt, and she felt even more of it ramming up against the back of her tunnel. She groaned and her cunt muscles started twitching by themselves, as Rhiannon pumped her dick in and out, each time going deeper and deeper still, until amazingly, she held the entire length of her huge shaft in her wet, ever-stretching pussy. When she felt her hot, steamy crotch rubbing up against her clit, she looked down again in shock to see Rhiannon's cock clearly outlined against the surface of her belly.

"You're lasting longer than I thought you might girl," said Rhiannon. "But you have to realize that this is a fight you can't win. Are you ready to talk yet?"

Although her face was contorted with pain and anger, Barocca gritted her teeth and shook her head.

"Have it your way, girl," replied Rhiannon grimly. "It's your funeral."

Again Rhiannon focused her will on transforming and enlarging her cock. The huge column of flesh grew like the beanstalk in the fairy tale, adding yet another foot to its massive length.

Vantha and Rayleena stroked Rhiannon's cock in their hands, and caressed her bulging balls. Rhiannon arched her back, lifting her ass off the platform and thrusting her cock deeper into Barocca as the other two girls held her in place.

Rhiannon thrust upwards again, and Vantha and Rayleena shoved Barocca down at the same time. Barocca gasped, her breath nearly knocked out of her. Rhiannon's cock fucked into her cunt, almost another foot of it burying itself inside her. Barocca braced herself and gritted her teeth, feeling a fantastic stretching that made her eyes nearly pop out. Barocca could feel Rhiannon's thrusts so deep within her she wasn't sure where they were going, and her eyes rolled to their whites as she grunted and bucked.

Barocca's cunt was stretched out to a terrible proportion that must have hurt her dearly. Vantha and Rayleena held her arms as Rhiannon continued to force her cock up her. It looked like Rhiannon's cock was almost bigger than Barocca's torso.

Again, Rayleena and Vantha her pushed back onto the cock. Rhiannon grabbed Barocca's curvaceous ass cheeks and pushed her huge pole further into her. Barocca couldn't take the giant protuberance. She wanted to escape from the insane raping of her loins.

Rhiannon's prick mashed Barocca's flesh as if she were made of clay. Barocca's cunt was sopping wet, as another couple of hard inches of cock pushed inside her and she sucked in air from the pain. She groaned in place for a long minute. Her face was red as fire and her ass cheeks were flushed a rosy color.

"I'm almost three feet deep into you Barocca," Rhiannon said, her voice suddenly grave. "I may very well split you in two girl, unless you answer my questions! Just tell me what I want to know, and it's all over."

Now Rhiannon stood up from the platform. At first, Barocca thought that she might fall and land on her belly while still impaled. But Rhiannon's cock was so strong and massive, it held her like a tree limb. Barocca was now suspended like she was floating over the ground, Rhiannon's immense shaft holding her up with no trouble at one end, with Vantha and Rayleena standing at the other end.
Rhiannon's hips quivered as she thrusted into Barocca from this new position. She moaned loudly as more of her huge cockhead stuffed her pussy. Rhiannon humped again, ramming at least eight more inches of her cock into the Barocca's pussy. The girl squirmed madly, her eyes wobbling. Vantha and Rayleena grabbed Barocca's ankles, spreading her legs even farther as Rhiannon plunged even more of her gigantic prick in and out of her cunt.

As Rhiannon reamed out her cunt, Barocca shrieked, her eyes rolled back into her skull. Rhiannon shook her head, her hair tossing back and forth as she humped, ramming her huge pole up the pussy of Barocca, sliding her gleaming cock in and out.

Finally, the relentless pounding from Rhiannon stopped. "That's quite a box you've got between your legs, Barocca. I can't remember when anyone has taken this much of me, when I'm at this size."

Now Rhiannon reached down and out, grabbing Barocca's hair, and twisting her head back, so that she could see her face. "Fun is fun girl, but if you ever hope to get that pussy of yours back to normal, you'll tell me what I want to know!"

"Go fuck yourself," hissed Barocca.
"All right, smart ass, that does it!" shouted Rhiannon. "Hold this bitch still, while I lay on my back again. She's gonna get the full treatment. She's gonna get a 'three-sixty'!"

The other girls in the room stared in shock and fascination at Rhiannon's words. After everything that had happened so far, they were amazed that Barocca had not submitted yet.

Now Rhiannon let herself collapse slowly back onto the bed, on her back. Barocca felt herself rise up again in the air, and she felt her stomach nearly turn over. Without warning, Vantha and Rayleena each gripped one of Barocca's ankles, and brought her legs nearly straight up, so that they were pointing towards the ceiling. Barocca grunted in pain. It was only thanks to her conditioning and her training in the past as a dancer, that she was limber enough to do this without tearing her groin muscles. Next each Vectran girl clamped her hands around one leg and one arm of Barocca, holding them together.

All of Barocca's limbs were now immobilized by the superior strength of the Vectran girls. It also completely exposed her pussy, with almost nothing to obstruct it from Rhiannon's massive cock.

With a powerful thrust Rhiannon's massive lance found its way even deeper into her body. Barocca was nearly going into shock, and she thought she felt the monstrous cockhead brush against the underside of her breastbone.

At the same time, Vantha and Rayleena began their murderous portion of the 'three-sixty' treatment. They began spinning Barocca in circles, like a human top, using their strength, and passing one set of arms and legs to the other.

What had been excruciatingly painful earlier, was now multiplied a dozen times or more to Barocca. She thought her pussy was literally being torn apart from the inside out, as she spun about on the rock-hard column of Rhiannon's cock. Her stomach was already heaving from the incredible ordeal, and Barocca thought some of her internal organs might be wrenched loose or damaged from the pain she was feeling. Barocca's screams of pain and agony rang out loud and long in the room.

Now Vantha and Rayleena added the final touch. Using their alien strength, they began lifting Barocca up and down, at the same time as they were twisting her on Rhiannon's cock.

"Oh fuck, yes!" Rhiannon cried out from below. "That's gonna do it! I'm gonna shoot!"

With demonic satisfaction Rhiannon began thrusting faster and harder, as Barocca convulsed mindlessly.

Rhiannon groaned heavily, shuddering with waves of pleasure, and jetting her semen deep inside Barocca's cunt, splashing against the cervix with such force that Barocca felt like she was being washed out by a power hose.

Finally, Vantha and Rayleena let up on the twisting and turning of Barocca's body. They released her, and Barocca's arms and legs flopped limply at her sides.

Aftermath

After being spun completely around on Rhiannon's massive cock, Barocca had finally had enough. Her tortured body could take no more, and she was nearly unconscious. By now, Rhiannon's pillar of flesh was fully supporting Barocca, and was the only thing keeping her upright. Rhiannon stood up, and now Barocca was supported on Rhiannon's cock in a horizontal position, like some obscene shisk-a-bob.

Across the room, Calista's communicator made a series of beeping noises. "Answer that damned thing and take a message, or else shut it the hell off, Calista!" shouted Rhiannon. "Haven't you had enough yet, brat?" asked Rhiannon, turning her attention back to Barocca. "I'm warning you, I can keep this up all night long, girl."

"All right, I give up," Barocca gasped, the sensation of being raised and lowered so often on Rhiannon's cock was almost making her stomach turn over. "I'll tell you what you want to know...."

"Now you're finally being sensible for the first time since I've been here," said Rhiannon. Rhiannon flexed the muscles and sinews in her massive cock, raising her vertically and bringing Barocca's entire body closer to her, as her cum covered form mashed against Rhiannon's massive tits. Barocca began to realize more than ever just how incredibly powerful the Vectran woman's cock and body could truly be when she wanted it to. Rhiannon leaned closer as Barocca grudgingly named her source for acquiring the alien software. The name barely escaped her lips, and only Rhiannon was close enough to hear it. Rhiannon's eyes popped open in surprise for an instant, and then quickly narrowed to angry slits. "I should have known as much!" exclaimed Rhiannon. "Vantha, Rayleena, get this slut off of me. Now!"

Rhiannon immediately lessened the concentration on keeping her cock upright, and Barocca had the sickening feeling of falling backwards with no one and nothing to catch her. She came to an abrupt jarring halt at a horizontal position and was surprised that she hadn't somehow injured or thrown out her back. Rhiannon hardly seemed to notice that her cock was levering well over a hundred pounds of flesh like it was nothing.Vantha and Rayleena now grabbed Barocca by the shoulders, and with their superior size and strength, yanked Barocca completely off of Rhiannon's cock in one sweeping motion. Jism poured out of Barocca's pussy, and she collapsed in a corner of the room, panting and gasping for breath.

"After all these years, I should've known better," Rhiannon muttered to herself. "That little prick in the Pentagon thinks he's so fucking smart. I knew there had to be a reason he alerted us to be on the lookout for the possibility of our technology being used in the near future. He was the one that made it possible for Barocca to have it in the first place!"

"What are you ranting about, Rhiannon?" asked Dee Dee.

"I finally got some straight answers out of Barocca here, and they've started to make this whole puzzle make sense to me."

"Well I wish you'd let the rest of us in on it," said Tiffany. "Aside from you putting my girls in the infirmary, I can't make heads or tails out of a lot of what's happened tonight."

Rhiannon glared at Tiffany, and barely kept her temper in check. "Don't push your luck with me sister! I may have a one-track mind, and do things in my own way, but I get results!" She focused her thoughts, and her cock shrunk to normal size, and then it disappeared from between her legs. After a moment, she regained her composure, and spoke to Dee Dee and Tiffany.
"To make a long story short, I think Barocca called in a favor, or somehow managed to get copies of our software from a certain political bastard in Washington; that's how she created all the havoc on Dee Dee's computers. He's the very same fellow who was the main liaison between Earth and the Vectrans when we came back to reclaim the explorer ship Vega, over thirty years ago. When your people handed our ship back to us, it had been gutted of every electronic and technical component in it. My superior officers wouldn't let us do anything about it at the time. He acted like he'd pulled off the swindle of the century, and grinned like a damned Cheshire cat all the time. Well now, I've got the proof that I need to pay that little son of a bitch back, big time."

Rhiannon donned her clothes again as she spoke. "First things first. Vantha, Rayleena, contact the ship and beam up. Now that I know for certain that our contact in Washington hasn't been honest with us, he's going to learn the hard way that it doesn't pay to screw around with us. Once you're back on the ship, have the girls in data systems pull up everything that they possibly can on him from Earth's Internet system, and print out a hard copy.

"While they're doing that, contact Janna in the transporter room, and have her set the coordinates for his office in the Pentagon. It'll take her a while to fine-tune it to such a small setting, but I know she can do it. Our contact may have advanced while he was in the agency, but his office hasn't changed, according to the last communiqué that he sent us; the commun-ication systems on the Delphi 4 were able to automatically trace it back to exactly where it came from.

"Hard to believe after everything that's happened so far, but it's still the middle of the night. You'll have several hours before people start to arrive for work there. Since you'll be transporting in, you won't have to worry about the security checkpoints normally associated with it. I want you to work quietly and effectively, and make sure that he gets the shock of his life when he comes in to work the next day."

"We're on it, commander," said Vantha. She contacted the ship and gave them her coordinates. A moment later, she called back to Rhiannon. "Sir, the officer on the Command Deck says it's urgent that they speak to you as soon as possible."

"Don't they teach these girls anything in officer's training school nowadays?" muttered Rhiannon. "Can't anyone up there make a decision on their own? Tell them that I'll be beaming up shortly. We're almost done down here."

"Yes sir," said Vantha, both girls soon vanished in the transporter beam.
"Calista, you and Dejah get over here, and start removing all of our technology from Dee Dee's computers. I want her to supervise you, so that you don't accidentally do anything to the programs that are already on them. But when you're finished, there'd better not be so much as a byte of our data left on them."

"Right away, commander," said Calista. She and Dejah began uninstalling the Vectran software. Dee Dee produced the CD 's which Barocca had originally obtained and handed them over to Rhiannon.

"Thanks again, Dee Dee," said Rhiannon. "Ordinarily, I don't misplace things like this, but tonight has been unusual, to say the least."

"Frankly, I'm glad to be rid of these things," replied Dee Dee as she watched the Vectran girls work. "I've managed to turn us into shemales as you see us now, without too many ill effects. But ever since Barocca got a hold of your software, things just started to snowball." She pointed to the single computer at the end, which had been confiscated earlier. "Don't forget to wipe out the hard drive on Barocca's PC too. That's the little monster that started everything."

"I'm glad you remembered that, Dee Dee," said Rhiannon. "I hate loose ends."

"I don't blame you for being angry, after everything that's happened Rhiannon," said Dee Dee. "But aren't you getting a little overconfident, thinking that they can get into the Pentagon, just like that?"

"I want you to remember a couple of things, Dee Dee," replied Rhiannon. She turned to Tiffany and the other girls in the room. "First, I'm sorry if I've lost my temper a few times while I've been here. With the exception of Barocca here, all of your girls have treated my crew and me extremely well, and I've enjoyed meeting all of you, not to mention everything else that we've all been able to do with each other. I don't mean to mock your world, but our technology easily outpaces anything that you have. So if I tell my girls to do a mission in the Pentagon on short notice, I know that they can do it."
Rhiannon turned to watch Dejah and Calista as they worked on Dee Dee's computers. "How's the work coming along over there, girls?"

"We're almost done, sir," said Dejah. "I just have to take care of Barocca's old PC, and then we're done." Calista's communicator suddenly activated and beeped again. She lifted it to her lips and spoke into it. Calista's face suddenly became grave, after speaking with the Delphi 4.

"Commander, the officer on the bridge says it's very urgent that they contact you," said Calista. "They've received a number of messages from Fleet Command in the last few hours."

"Like that doesn't happen a dozen times a day, anyway," grumbled Rhiannon. "Whoever said 'it's lonely at the top' never had my job."

"Sir, these have all been coded 'alpha-red-tango'. They can only be opened by your vocal pattern."

Amazement and concern appeared on the face of Rhiannon. Fleet Command didn't use the voice activation code often; it was for when they only wanted commanders and high-ranking officers to know about things. For them to send several messages in such a short time must mean that something big was up.

"All right, give me your communicator, Calista. Dejah, finish up the job on Barocca's old PC." Rhiannon spoke into the device. "This is the Commander. Link me up, and I'll take all of the messages down here." A moment passed as the messages were downloaded. She activated the message application, and then opened them with her voice password.

A small holographic screen appeared in the air next to the communicator in Rhiannon's hand. All the other girls in the room could see were several lines of dark alien text on a white background. As she read the contents of the messages, Rhiannon's face grew pale, and her fists shook. "I don't believe this..." she gasped, as she closed the application.

"Sir, what's wrong?" asked Calista.

"Homeworld has been attacked!" exclaimed Rhiannon. "They're recalling every ship in the fleet for an all-out retaliatory attack. That even includes exploration and research ships out here in the middle of nowhere, like ours."

"How did it happen, Commander?" asked Dejah.

"The details are still unclear right now. All I know is that the capital was attacked by terrorists. Then the next day they declared war on the attackers, and they've been massing for an attack of their own ever since."

"All right, this changes everything," said Rhiannon. "Our visit here is over, as of now. We've just about got all of the details wrapped up down here anyway, thank goodness.

"Dee Dee, Tiffany, I don't mean to be rude, but this takes priority over any fun and games we might have had a chance to enjoy, before we left."

"That's understandable, Rhiannon," said Tiffany. "We'd feel the same way if something like this happened to us."

"Okay then," said Rhiannon. "Calista get the ship on the communicator again, and tell them to lock onto our coordinates for beaming up. There'll be five of us."

"Wait a minute..." said Tiffany. "There's only four of you here now. What are you thinking of doing?"

"I'm taking my 'buddy' Barocca along with us for the ride," retorted Rhiannon. "I've only just begun to pay her back for the way she's acted."

"But you can't do this to me..." wailed Barocca.

"Girl, don't even think about trying to tell me what I can or cannot do," growled Rhiannon. "I've figured out a little bit about how you girls operate on this Island of yours. You've already cut most of your ties, so that few, if any people will miss you from your regular lives. You all probably had to do that because of the way you've transformed yourselves."

There was an icy silence in the room.

"And I may be going out on a limb here," added Rhiannon, "but would I be correct in assuming that Barocca isn't the most popular person on the Island?"

"You hit the nail on the head there," said Tiffany.

"After that stunt she pulled with Jordan, half of her own girls wouldn't have anything to do with her," said Dee Dee.

"If you're offering to take this bloody strumpet off our hands, we'll help her pack," added Clyda.

"Looks like my hunch about you was right, Barocca," said Rhiannon. "But aside from teaching you some manners, there's another reason you're coming with us. Jeanne's going to need some company as she recuperates from surgery."
Again there was stony silence in the room.

"That's right, Barocca," said Rhiannon. "It was your scheme for bringing our technology to the Island, which resulted in Ebony being transformed, and Jeanne being raped the way she was by her. Even though someone else possessed Ebony's body when it happened, if you hadn't pulled the stunt you had with our software, none of this would have happened."

Anger and grief played across the face of Barocca. She couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't exacerbate the situation just now.

"Now if there are no more objections, we'll be on our way," said Rhiannon. "Once we're back from our tour of duty, we'll see if we can't manage to get back here, and drop Barocca and Jeanne off. I can't say just when that will be, but rest assured, we'll put both of these little troublemakers to work while they're with us. Dejah, Calista, grab Barocca and get her ready. We'll find some clothes that'll fit her on the ship."

"Oh by the way, I forgot one thing," added Rhiannon. "We've got a boat moored in one the little bays of this Island; it's how we got out here in the first place. As a matter of fact, I also saw another one out there, which I'm assuming belongs to Barocca. I'd suggest that you get someone to take them back to the main harbor."

"Thanks for mentioning that," said Tiffany. "If they get listed as missing, people will start looking for them, and they might eventually end up here. I'll have it taken care of."

Awkward silence filled the room, as Rhiannon and the Vectran girls, along with their prisoner, vanished in the glitter of the transporter beams. Dee Dee, Tiffany and Clyda were not alone in disliking Barocca, but none of them had expected such a nightmarish turn of events to result in their finally being rid of Barocca from the Island.
"Well, all I can say, is I'm glad that that's finally over," said Tiffany with a sigh of relief.

"Amen to that," added Clyda. "Maybe now, we can finally get back to normal around here."

"I say we all return to our quarters, and get some sleep," said Tiffany. "Then we'll see about picking up all the pieces. But first, I'll call the infirmary and have some girls sent here to take Ebony there, so she can recuperate."

"While you're at it, tell them to bring another, and have at least one of them stand guard outside the door in shifts," said Dee Dee. "Until I can get a replacement installed, I want to have some kind of security for this place. But now with Barocca gone, hopefully there won't be any-thing happening."

"I'll also give Ramirez a call," said Tiffany, "and tell him to come by the Island with some extra bodies, so that he can return Barocca and Rhiannon's boats back to the mainland. We don't need anyone out searching for them, and then stumbling on to us."

Half an hour later, Dee Dee left her lab, leaving one girl posted as a sentry. She followed the other girls as they wheeled Ebony to the infirmary. They transferred Ebony to a bed, and made sure her vital signs were stable, and made her as comfortable as possible.

Dee Dee looked around the room. The rest of the beds were empty. "Tami, where the heck is Jordan? She was supposed to be here."

"Oh, my gosh," Tami exclaimed. "Dee Dee, I'm sorry, she must've left when I went out to watch what was happening in your lab on one of the monitors."

"While we're at it, what in the world happened to this bed?" Some of the bottom support pieces were bent, and nearly broken. "Wasn't this the bed Jordan was in?"

"I think so, Dee Dee. It looks like it almost collapsed from a heavy weight on it."

Dee Dee massaged her forehead with her palm. "It figures. Everything else has gone haywire tonight, so I don't know why I expected this to be any different." She went to a com-puter and sent a broadcast message to everyone, telling Jordan and Summer to report to her quarters, as soon as possible.

"Call me when Ebony revives, or if there's any change in her condition, Tami. I'll be in my quarters."

Epilog - The Island

Dee Dee was in her quarters, placing an on-line order for a replacement door for her lab, when the phone rang. It was Jordan, and she was with Summer. Either one of them had finally checked a computer and gotten the message, or someone had seen the broadcast message she had sent to everyone, and relayed it to her and Summer. Dee Dee tried not to berate them too much over the phone, and had them promise to come to her quarters right away.

Dee Dee was still attending to details on her computer, when there was a knock at the door. Without bothering to see who it was, Dee Dee assumed it was Jordan and Summer.

"C'mon in, girls. It's open."

The door opened, and an instant later, there was a thud at the door, followed by an excla-mation of pain from Jordan.

"Jordan, you've got to be more careful," scolded Summer. Both girls were still at their near seven-foot height. "That's the second time you've bonked your head on a doorway."

Dee Dee turned around at the noise, and her mouth fell open in shock as she stared at Summer and Jordan.

"Uh, hi, Dee Dee," Jordan said with an embarrassed smile, as she massaged her fore-head with her palm.

"What in the world happened to you, Jordan?" asked Dee Dee.

"Well, I was lying in the bed in the infirmary, and then Summer came in a little later."

"One thing sort of led to another, and we got carried away with each other," added Summer.

"I should've known better," said Dee Dee. "Everywhere Jordan's gone on the Island, there's been a trail of wild sex closely following in her wake," she muttered. "This also confirms my suspicion about what happened to the bed in the infirmary. The two of you must've climbed on it together, and it nearly collapsed. It wasn't meant to support two bodies as big as you."
"That's what we wanted to tell you about, Dee Dee," said Jordan. "We don't always have to stay at this size."

"Jordan, I've been trained as a doctor. That sort of stuff only happens in the movies or in comic books."

"I didn't expect you to believe us, Dee Dee," said Summer. "So we'll prove it to you." With that, Summer and Jordan concentrated, and they quickly shrank to their normal height. A moment later, they transformed back and forth again before Dee Dee's eyes.

"Wonderful," muttered Dee Dee. "I spent all those years in medical school, only to see you two nymphomaniacs tear down everything I learned." She paused and thought for a mom-ent. "All right, this isn't the end of the world. If you two are careful, you should probably still be able to fit in and coexist with the rest of the girls."

"But we haven't changed any, Dee Dee," said Jordan. "We thought our new size would be a plus for things we could do for videos, and things like that."

"That will be a bonus for the business end of things," admitted Dee Dee. "But stop and think about what's happened here recently. When Ebony raped Jeanne, even though it was someone else possessing her, it still scared the hell out of a lot of the girls on the Island, because of her incredible size. A lot of girls are going to be afraid to go near her, because of that. If you two go near girls in your new size, I can't guarantee what their reaction is going to be to you."

"You mean that we're going to have to be extremely careful whenever we have sex with anybody, and only use our new size on a limited basis, until they get used to us," said Summer.

"It'll be like walking on eggshells for a while," said Jordan as realization dawned on her.

"That's an understatement, if I ever heard one," said Dee Dee. "Now don't spread this around to everyone, but just between the three of us, here's what I think has happened to you two girls.

"Summer, your case is easy to figure out. Vantha and Rayleena lost control of their hormones earlier, and they actually 'gifted' you or transformed you into what you are now. As incredible as that sounds, your situation is actually the easiest to explain.

"Jordan, you're another story entirely. You were given several pills to help your body adapt to everything we put you through, when we initiated you here, in the early days. On top of that, I gave you your cock all at once, instead of in gradual doses, as I ordinarily do to girls. And then with the fracas going on with Barocca's attempted hostile takeover of the Island, I gave Jordan's balls some additional help one night. That's how she can produce the tidal wave cum shots that she does. On top of that, Rhiannon went overboard earlier tonight, and temporarily transformed Jordan, so she could create clones of her for a short time, and have her revenge on Barocca.

"So to make a long story short, Jordan already had enough chemicals in her body to open up a pharmacy. Her feisty personality only added to a dangerous mix. And then the two of you no doubt had sex several times tonight, further transferring all of those juices back and forth between your bodies. Somehow, enough of what was in Summer mixed with everything in Jordan, giving her the ability to change size at will also.

"This obviously won't change the way that you two are right now, but I thought it might help if you knew the reasons why."

"Okay, sorry for the speech," said Dee Dee. "In the future, I'll leave that to Tiffany. Once she finds out that you two are 'different' now, I know she'll want to call a meeting to explain everything that's happened to the other girls on the Island; although I think she was going to do that anyway. I also got an e-mail from Calista, on the Vectran starship earlier tonight. She's going to be sending me a video clip that'll tell us what finally happens to Barocca and Jeanne.

"Try not to lose control for the next couple of days. I'll try and break the news to Tiffany gently about what's happened to you in the meantime."

"Okay, that's one fire put out for now," thought Dee Dee, as Jordan and Summer left her lab. "Now for the next one." She picked up the phone and had Tami come to her office. Once Tami arrived, Dee Dee laid out the next step in tying up the remaining loose ends from the wild weekend. "Tami, I need for you and one of the other 'normal' girls to make a trip to the mainland and clean out the hotel room that Barocca and her girls were staying at. We need to get anything and everything of ours that they may have left in the rooms, specifically the various pills and the backup tape that they stole from my lab. The last thing we need is for anyone to find anything that can be traced back to the Island or my lab." "Sure, Dee Dee," replied Tami. "I'll be glad to help. I know Debbie will be glad to go with me as a partner. She was so upset when she found out that she was inadvertently responsible for some of what happened by putting in that new phone line in Barocca's quarters, that she'll be anxious to go with me." "I can't say I blame her for what happened," said Dee Dee. "Lord knows Barocca's prob-ably used her good looks and charm to get her way in the past even before she came to the Island. Debbie just happened to be in the wrong place and the wrong time with her. "And after the hotel rooms are cleaned out," continued Dee Dee, "you and Debbie will get to go on a little scavenger hunt." She pulled a printout from the tray of her printer and gave it to Tami. "This is a list of a half dozen FedEx, UPS Stores and Kinko's Office Stores that I put together from Domonique, Persia and Veronica, as well as what's listed in the Yellow Pages and from the Internet. The cameras were still running as everything happened to Barocca from Rhiannon in my lab that night. When those three girls saw that, they were falling all over them-selves to cooperate, and try to get back in our good graces again. "Barocca was really serious about sending off some kind of exposé to newspapers, TV stations, and anyone else that she could think of who might listen to her." "My gosh, those things are like little time bombs, waiting to be mailed off," said Tami. "Exactly Tami. That's why it's vital that we get a hold of all of them and destroy them. We've got a good idea of where they're all at. I figure the old-fashioned way of two pretty girls showing a little cleavage, flashing some smiles and some cash if necessary, should be enough to get all of those back in our hands where they belong. If that doesn't work, then we'll try stronger measures." "Hey, if they say 'no' to me and Debbie, we could always send Ebony the next time." Dee Dee's eyes widened in surprise as she imagined Ebony enforcing her will on some poor unsuspecting clerk or office worker at one of those stores on the mainland. Then she gave an exasperated laugh.

"That's only as a last resort, Tami," she giggled. "Only as a last resort."

Epilog - The Vectrans

Several days had passed on the Delphi 4. Barocca had been relegated to mundane tasks such as kitchen duty, and to make matters worse, she had learned nothing about the fate of Jeanne ever since being ushered onto the starship.

Finally, Rhiannon had sent for her. Barocca knew that something was up, when she was told to report to a room other than Rhiannon's quarters. It turned out to be the sick bay of the ship.

"Nice to see you again, Barocca," said Rhiannon. She was standing in front of a dividing curtain, behind which was the end of a bed. "I trust that they haven't been working you too hard in the kitchen? You haven't broken a nail or anything?"

"Nothing I can't handle," Barocca muttered under her breath. It was no use antagonizing Rhiannon. The memory of Rhiannon having her revenge on her was still fresh in her mind, and she had no desire to want to repeat it.

"Today's the big day, girl. You'll finally get to see your partner again. You can only talk to her for a few minutes though." She turned and pulled back the dividing curtain.

Jeanne lay on her back in the bed. Another girl she didn't recognize was checking some entries on a computer readout. Physically, Jeanne looked relatively all right, although Barocca could see numerous cloth bandages around her torso and rib cage. Barocca leaned close to her.

"Hey, how're you doing, Jeanne? It's good to see you again, girlfriend."

"Not too bad, Barocca," Jeanne replied with an effort. "I feel awfully tired though. Last thing I remember is being in Dee Dee's lab, and somebody was getting ready to have sex with me. Then I woke up here."

Barocca didn't know what to say next, or how to answer Jeanne.

"Um, yeah. The last time was a wild one, all right."

"I'm glad to see you Barocca. But I feel so sleepy..."

"I'm afraid that's enough for today," said the new girl. "Jeanne needs her rest." She gave Jeanne an injection, and she laid her head down and went into a deep sleep. She ushered Barocca and Rhiannon away from the bed, and pulled the dividing curtain closed again.

"Barocca, this is Diana, one of my medical technicians," said Rhiannon. "Give her the lowdown on Jeanne's condition."

"Well, I'm pleased to announce that Jeanne will make a full recovery physically. We were able to get her into surgery in time. We had to use a combination of our technology to heal some of her internal organs; but because she's human, and we don't have all the data on your physiology, we could only do so much. That's why you see the bandages on her ribs and tummy."

"That's a relief," said Barocca. "I thought whoever possessed Ebony had torn her apart, and she might not make it."

"That would've been the case if we hadn't intervened," said Rhiannon. "Now tell her about Jeanne's mental state, Diana."

"We were able to plant a hypnotic suggestion in her mind, so that Jeanne thinks she had some sex before passing out, and then waking up here. Since she's human, we couldn't do anything more than that with her mind, in the limited time we had. In time, her memory will return, and she'll recall everything that happened to her."

"That's it for now, Diana. I know you've got other patients to attend to." Diana left the room. "This is where you come in, Barocca," said Rhiannon. "You're her buddy, and the one that brought her to the Island; as well as installing our software on Dee Dee's machines, so that everything could hit the fan on the Island."

Shock came over Barocca's features, as she realized that she had to come up with a way to explain to Jeanne what had happened to her, and why. Barocca had prided herself on being clever, but this went beyond anything she thought might happen.

"You're really gonna have to stretch that noodle of yours to get out of this one, girl," Rhiannon said smugly. "I almost wish that I could be around to see what you come up with."

"What's that supposed to mean?" retorted Barocca. "I thought you were taking the two of us along to be your personal sex slaves or something."

"That was the plan in the first place. But you heard me down on the Island, when I got the messages that my world is now at war with someone. Because we're so far off the beaten path, we can fudge the details a little about why we're one of the last ships to be back to Fleet Command. But even I don't have the clout to get away with dragging two unauthorized, alien civilians into a war zone.

"So I've come up with a different plan for you and Jeanne. On the way back to our home world, we'll be beaming you and Jeanne to a place called Cinnebar. It's a space station located on the very fringes of Vectran space. It's in a sort of 'no man's land' that none of the major races or federations claims any official ownership of. It's the perfect place to run gambling, a smut trade, and anything else that you don't want the authorities taking too close a look at.

"Once you arrive on Cinnebar, you'll be placed in the care of a being named Zelda. Zelda is a friend of mine who runs what you'd call a 'whore house' on your world. Not only do I owe Zelda a major favor to help cover the tabs that some of my crew have run up there, but with your dark skin, and the fact that both you and Jeanne are shemales will make you quite popular indeed."

Barocca stared at Rhiannon in shock, with her mouth open.

"If you thought that I was rough with you, or that some of things I could do to transform my body were wild, just wait'll you've been on Cinnebar for a while. You will see a fair amount of human customers, as our race isn't the only humanoid one in the universe.

"But you'll also see beings that have organs in sizes and shapes that I can't even begin to describe, as well as other sexual configurations besides just 'male' and 'female'. I figured from the way you carried on at the Island, that sex was the major dominating factor in your life, so now you're going to a place that'll be able to drown you in it!"

Rage was burning in Barocca's eyes, but she was too flabbergasted to say anything.

"That expression on your face is priceless, Barocca," said Rhiannon. "I'm sure that they'll get a kick out of that, back on Earth."

"What the hell do you mean by that?"

"I mean that we're filming this little conversation. See that flickering red light up in the corner? That's a miniature video camera. This has all been filmed. Calista is gathering all this up, and editing it into a video file to send back to Dee Dee and the girls on the Island. I figured that they ought to know just what's become of you and Jeanne, after you left. That little laptop that Calista bought on Earth is good for something after all. We tied it into our communication system earlier in case we ever needed it for something like this."

By now, Barocca was livid. She spun around and faced the camera. "Well since you're filming this for my friends back on Earth, let 'em watch me and hear this. Jeanne and I are gonna be back to settle up accounts, and that's a fucking promise! I don't know how long it'll take us, or what we'll have to do, but you haven't heard the last of us!"

"Strong words, girl," said Rhiannon. "Now take some advice from me. If you want to be able to survive to carry out your revenge, you'll learn to curb your tongue, and do whatever you're told, while you're on Cinnebar. Zelda doesn't take any lip from anyone in her business. And if you really want a thrashing, just try pissing off some of the clients she entertains. They'll be scraping you off the bed with a blotter, if you're not careful."

Barocca simply glared at Rhiannon with hate and disgust.

"You've learned your first lesson, by not retaliating and arguing further with me," said Rhiannon. "There may be hope for you yet, Barocca. You and Jeanne have got two weeks, before we're close enough to beam you to Cinnebar. Jeanne didn't look like too good today, but they'll put her on vitamins and antibiotics, so that she'll be as good as new by the time we're in range. In the meantime, head back to the kitchens. There's a mountain of dirty trays and utensils in there with your name on them!"

Epilog - The Enchantress

Several days later, the Enchantress learned of her fate. The all-father had summoned her to his great hall to pronounce sentence upon her. She arrived at the appointed time, and stood outside before two of the guardsmen, before entering. They said nothing, but seemed to have a smirk upon their faces, as they held the great oaken door open for her. The Enchantress glared at them but did nothing else. She could not afford any type of incident, today of all days.

As she entered the hall, she saw the all-father gathered in close conference with several other figures near his throne. Several of them she recognized, but there was one she could not place. She knelt, showing the proper servility. "My lord, I did not know you had guests, when your guards admitted me."

"Come closer, Lorelei," said the all-father. "I do indeed entertain guests today! For today is a step towards a new beginning for the realm. I trust that you know my guest, Thrym, King of the Frost Giants."

"I have not had the pleasure, my lord." She turned, and the Enchantress forced herself to smile and bow, offering Thrym a glimpse of her cleavage. "I am honored to make your acquain-tance."

She tried not to show it, but the Enchantress was somewhat baffled at the presence of the Frost Giant King in the all-father's hall. For as long as she could remember, both races had shown nothing but hatred and contempt for the other, with a long history of bloody battles between them. Most of the gods and goddesses did not even consider the Frost Giants human; more as a misbegotten cross between trolls and humans. They were considerably larger than humans, and what they may have lacked in beauty and intelligence, they more than made up for with their savagery and ferocity in battle. Just looking at his dark, mottled skin, and his face which was scarred and pocked from countless battles, was unsettling to the Enchantress.

Thrym folded his hands together, and smiled broadly. He seemed to know something that the Enchantress did not.

"Today is a great day, marking a new era of peace between the kingdom of the Frost Giants and ourselves," said the all-father. "Thrym and I have signed a treaty, assuring peace between our peoples, and you are to be a part of this, Lorelei."

"My lord, I am honored," the Enchantress blushed. "But surely you must know that I am not a diplomat or an ambassador..."

"Of course not, wench!" exclaimed the all-father. "I know full well what your abilities are, and to what tasks you are best suited." A horrible feeling of dread began to creep over the Enchantress. "You are to be the personal concubine to King Thrym, and to any of his people as he sees fit to give you!"

Shock and disbelief rushed over the Enchantress like a tidal wave. "For your recent actions, you have rightly earned this, Lorelei. And know too, that you shall obey King Thrym's every whim, his every command, for the next ten years."
All the Enchantress could do was try to compose her emotions, but it was a hopeless task.

"After all, for one who is an immortal, Lorelei," said the all-father, "for you the time will seem to pass much quicker than it would for a mere mortal."

"You have my deepest thanks, all-father," said Thrym in his gravelly voice. "I look forward to many years of peace and prosperity between our peoples. I can assure you that many of my kingdom are most anxious to greet our new guest personally."

"No..." wailed the Enchantress pitifully.

"Silence, Lorelei!" exclaimed the all-father. "I told you earlier that your punishment would fit your deeds, which you saw fit to carry out on Earth, of your own accord. Since you are an immortal, I know full well that you can survive almost anything that should happen to you while you are in Thrym's keeping. You shall serve out your fate, and then be returned to the realm.

"I have spoken of this at length with Thrym, before you arrived. You are to be taught the error of your ways, and to be used as he sees fit by his people. But you are most definitely to be returned to me alive and well at the end of your sentence."

"I shall be stern, but fair with her, my lord," said Thrym.

At this point, the all-father stood up, and gestured. From behind Thrym, two of his retainers came forward, and gently but firmly gripped the Enchantress by her arms. She shrunk from the clammy feel of their flesh upon hers, and grimaced as she saw their faces up close.

"I shall take my leave now, my lord," said Thrym. "The Frost Giants shall trouble your people no more."

The Enchantress nearly fainted, as the two retainers of King Thrym ushered her out of the all-father's great hall.

Epilog - Washington

The cigarette smoking man smiled as he drove to work at the Pentagon on Monday morning. All in all, it had been a very good week for him. Although he couldn't be there to see the shit hit the fan in person, he had a very good idea of what had happened recently on the Island in the Bahamas. The intelligence satellites and the information systems at the Pentagon could keep track of just about anything on the globe, after all. Not many people on the planet had known about the starship that was recently in orbit about the earth, but his agency was one of them.

His contacts in the Bahamas had reported the arrival of six unknown women who were obviously foreigners, and had an accent that no one could quite seem to identify. They had paid for everything with credit cards; even at fast food places.

There was some confusion when they rented a boat, and headed northward, into what was supposed to be just open seas. Then he had called in a few favors, and seen recent satellite shots of the area. The supposedly 'secret' island was still there in plain sight. He had to give whoever owned it credit for keeping it off of the recent maps and charts.

There had probably been hell to pay when the Vectrans finally caught up with the ones they suspected were using their technology without their consent. He had only briefly met Rhiannon and some of the other Vectran girls years ago, when they recovered their ship, the Vega. But even then, he could tell Rhiannon and her girls were someone he wouldn't want to have mad at him. He chuckled to himself as he went over recent events in his mind. Mulder and Scully still weren't any closer than they had ever been to uncovering any of the well-laid plots and various conspiracies that he'd orchestrated, with the former almost completely out of the picture now. And the new team, Doggett and Reyes, certainly weren't any better than their predecessors.

Barocca and all of her little group on the Island were a minor annoyance at most to him. The chain of command in the agency had been very pleased with him over the recent events. The only disconcerting thing was that he hadn't been able to remotely log in, to check his voice mail, or access his PC, which he knew he'd left on, over the weekend.

"The damned janitor's probably knocked the cables out of the wall socket again, when they vacuumed," he thought. "It's ironic. We have one of the most secure buildings on the planet. A fly can't get inside there, that we don't know about it. And yet, some custodian who doesn't even speak English has the keys to the kingdom, and can go anywhere he pleases. Probably even some places that I can't get into."

He parked in his reserved spot, and rode the elevator up to his floor. Although he couldn't smoke in the Pentagon, he could still have a cigarette in his mouth, as long as it wasn't lit. He smiled and nodded to several co-workers as he strolled down the corridor to his office.

After he opened the door with the key, and turned on the light switch, the cigarette fell out of his mouth, onto the carpet. He was staring at a scene of utter destruction.
The massive oak desk had been reduced to a pile of kindling wood. No piece was larger than an index card. Every picture and painting on the walls had been smashed. The frames were reduced to warped shapes of metal that looked as though they'd been exposed to tremendous heat.

The pictures and photos in the frames, as well as every other paper item, had been shredded into confetti that wasn't any bigger than a postage stamp, and occupied a large pile in the center of the carpet.

The computer and all its hardware and peripherals had been systematically taken apart, and every component was smashed to bits. The metal filing cabinet looked as though some giant trash compactor had been used on it. It was now no bigger than a wastebasket.

Every item of furniture in the office had been given the same brutal treatment. The only thing that had been left intact was the door and its frosted glass window.

As he walked around the room in shock, surveying the damage, he noticed one item that seemed to have escaped the vandals' wrath.

Lying on the floor was a large manila envelope, with his name written in bold letters with a felt pen on it. Taped to the front of the envelope was a handwritten note. It was obviously a woman's writing, from the flowery, but still very legible script.
"This is to inform you that we have successfully recovered our missing technology from the individuals you indicated to us in the Bahamas recently. However, once we cleared that matter up with them, they informed us where they had originally obtained it, and that led us back to you.

"As you will recall, we made it quite clear that we would not tolerate our technology being used without our consent. We were also extremely angry that you had broken your word, when you and other agencies insisted that all of our technology had been destroyed on the explorer ship Vega, which crashed on your planet, over thirty years ago. This was obviously not the case. And we feel that if one illegal copy of our technology exists, then there are certainly others as well.

"What you see before you is both a warning and a demonstration of our abilities. The fact that we have been able to enter your most guarded Government building at will, and inflict this degree of damage, should be an ample indicator of our temperament and our power.

"We feel that you are a reasonable and intelligent man. We are leaving instructions to you, to ensure that whatever remaining copies of our technology still exist on your planet, that you ensure they are all destroyed immediately. We are quite certain that you can manage to locate any other missing copies of our technology through your influence and connections. To be certain that you perform your duties, we offer this motivation for you.

"We will be maintaining surveillance of your planet in the future, as there is a possibility that we will consider contacting Earth, for membership in our Federation. As of yet, we do not consider your race advanced enough and mature enough, but this may change in the future.

"Should we come across any other indications that your race is using our technology again without our consent, we will return.

"In order that you understand the seriousness of the matter, we suggest you look at the documents in the manila envelope."

He opened the manila envelope, and examined the documents inside.
Among other things, it contained: copies of his tax returns for the last ten years. Itemized lists of every phone call and e-mail for the last year. Detailed information on every project, con-spiracy and cover-up he had participated in for the last five years. Page after page of contacts, agents and co-workers he was associated with, including detailed personal data on all of them. It listed all of his addresses, and assumed names and aliases he had used since he had started with the agency.

There was a list of everything he'd purchased with his credit and debit cards, both on-line as well as in stores. They had also produced a detailed list of everywhere he'd been on the Internet, both at home and at work. There was also an extensive list of data on his personal life, detailing everything from which grocery store he shopped at and what he bought, which television programs he watched, which magazines he subscribed to, and which two videos he had rented over the last weekend.

There were also similar packets of detailed information on his wife and other close family members.

"If you do not comply with our instructions, these will be made public to the media, as well as given to numerous foreign governments and other intelligence agencies, whom we are quite certain would be very pleased to see them. We will also take that occasion as an invitation to visit you personally.

"Sincerely yours, The Vectrans."

Epilog - The Island

Dee Dee placed the copy of the tape backup of her computers onto the shelf, so that it was now a complete set again, with the others. The missing file folder which contained a large number of technical documents on Dee Dee's lab machines and procedures was now back where it belonged also. Dee was familiar enough with her own work, that a quick inspection of it proved that none of the pages were missing. "It's good to have you back again where you belong," she thought. "Tami and Debbie were certainly thorough about finding everything that I asked them to from the mainland. It's like I always said: a flashing smile and a little cleavage from those two girls worked faster and better than any amount of strong-arm tactics would to get what we wanted back." Next Dee Dee placed the missing bags of specially processed pills and vitamins into a storage container with the others. Instead of being half-empty, it was now nearly filled to capacity. "Now there's more than enough of these babies to go around for everybody, without having to resort to some type of rationing system." Dee Dee then turned to the dozen large FedEx and UPS packages. All of them were neatly addressed to major newspapers, a government agency and several television news channels. "I've been saving the best for last," as she wheeled the shredder out of its storage cabinet and plugged it in to warm up. "Holy, shit. Barocca wasn't kidding about telling all she knew to anyone who would listen," as she began going through the FedEx and UPS packets that had been retrieved. "Let's see. CNN, Fox News, 60 Minutes, and several TV stations in New York, Chicago and Los Angeles. Is there anyone she didn't leave out?" Dee Dee gave an exasperated sigh as she continued to go through the packets. "I stand corrected. Here's four more for major news-papers in different cities, as well as the American Medical Association. And she even remem-bered to included Clyda's home town of London, England too." Dee Dee gave an involuntary shudder as she imagined herself, as well as the other girls on the Island having to explain and justify everything they had built and created. "If nothing else, I definitely have to spend some time acting on Rhiannon's suggestion about hiding ourselves better in the future. If a handful of women from another planet could find us as quickly as they did, other people could too. Granted most people would take one look at these exposés Barocca has written and put about as much stock in them as people do the 'National Enquirer'. But it would only take one really persistent person with the right connec-tions, to cause us a lot of grief." With a box cutter, she sliced open each of the parcels, and began piling all of the printed documents on the table. Then Dee Dee began slowly feeding the pages into the teeth of the shredder. Seeing the incriminating evidence disappear before her eyes was an immensely relieving feeling to Dee Dee. "Whew! The relief of getting rid of all this shit is almost better than sex," she muttered. Dee Dee stood by the large industrial shredder in the corner of her office, and watched with smug satisfaction as the last of the papers vanished into the meshing teeth, and appeared in the collection bin as unreadable confetti. "Finally, that's the last of these damned things," thought Dee Dee. "Barocca wasn't kidding about telling everything she knew about us, as a last resort. If CNN or 60 Minutes got a hold of these, we'd be up shit creek without a paddle. Not to mention what the AMA would do to me for all of the unauthorized and unlicensed medical procedures I've performed. At least that part of this whole sordid business is behind us now." Tiffany poked her head in through the door. "Are you almost done, Dee Dee? We all need to be present at the meeting." "Just putting the finishing touches on Barocca's exposés, that Tami and Debbie collected from the mainland, Tiffany. Now there's nothing that can be traced back to us." "That's a relief. One less thing to worry about around here."
Tiffany stood before the podium in the auditorium. The last of the girls were finding their seats.

"Okay. I want to thank everyone for coming to this meeting. We've had several days of peace and quiet, without anything bizarre or unusual happening. The way things have been going lately, that's almost a record for us around here." There was some nervous laughter among the girls in the audience.

"But seriously, there have been some dramatic events on the Island recently, and because of them, some of our members aren't with us anymore, and some of us have been changed. This meeting is to try and clear things up about what happened to whom, and to answer any questions.

"First up, is the status of Barocca and Jeanne, who are no longer with us. The Vectrans carted them both off. Barocca because of her treacherous actions, and Jeanne because she needed serious medical help that only they could provide on such short notice.

"Calista sent us a video file that Dee Dee has been able to download and will play it on our wide screen display. So without further ado, here's an update on our two 'missing' girls."
The video from the Vectrans was played, showing Barocca as she saw Jeanne recover-ing in the sick bay bed. Jeanne's mental and physical status was shown, including the part about her memory slowly returning. There were giggles and then bawdy laughter as it was revealed that Barocca and Jeanne were being sentenced to an intergalactic whorehouse to serve out the rest of their time away from earth.

"Despite Barocca's acting job at the end, I don't think that we have to worry about either one of them showing their face on the Island for a long, long time," said Tiffany. "That's a chapter of the Island's history that I'm glad is finally closed and put to rest at last."

Tiffany turned and gestured to Dee Dee, who got up and opened a door to a small waiting room. Persia, Domonique and Veronica all came forward and stood before Tiffany. "Ladies, by now everyone knows what you did, after everything hit the fan with Barocca and Jordan in the Main Event. Because of the unusual circumstances, and because everything we asked you to return was exactly where you said it would be, Dee Dee and I are very grateful to you. "We all thought enough of you to contact you, bring you to the Island, and give you the gifts you've got between your legs. No one has mentioned they've had any problems when they've worked with you, and you were all quite popular in the various webcams, videos and photosets we've made in the past for our customers. "There will no longer be any separate 'camps' or 'factions' or cliques on the Island anymore. If you're willing to turn over a new leaf, and go back to doing things the way we did in the old days, then you're welcome to stay. How do you girls feel about that?" "If you're willing to give us a second chance, we'll make the most of it, Tiffany," said Persia. "We didn't know that things were gonna spin so out of control with Barocca," added Domonique. "We just want to get back to the way things used to be."

"We know we screwed up and did some rotten things," said Veronica. "We'll do whatever we have to, in order to show that we're sincere." "That's good to hear girls," said Tiffany. She turned to the girls in the audience. "I know that almost all of you have either met and/or worked with these girls in some capacity. Is there anyone here who has a problem with giving them another chance, and letting them stay on?" There was polite silence from the girls in the auditorium. "Okay then," said Tiffany. "You'll be reinstated here. The first thing on your 'to do' list is report to Dee Dee later for the Milking sessions that you've missed. After that, as long as none of the other girls report any problems when they're working with you, whether it's filming a video or photo shoot, or even your day to day duties on the Island, everything will be fine." The three girls nodded their heads in assent, and after a gesture from Tiffany, took seats on the side of the stage. Tiffany addressed everyone in the auditorium. "I think I can speak for just about every- one when I say that I'm willing to give someone a second chance, and let them stay here in our special little society, after what we all had to go through, to be what we are today. After the gifts Dee Dee's given us, and the way we've shown affection for each other over the years, the last thing I want to do is send someone packing to the outside world, and face becoming what they were in the past, unless there's absolutely no other choice." Polite applause came from the girls in the audience, as Tiffany's words hit home on all of them. "Moving right along," continued Tiffany, " I think you all know that several of our girls went through some profound changes while the Vectrans were here, and as a result of the alien software on Dee Dee's machines. The first girl is Ebony, and I'm going to let her take over and speak to you herself."
Tiffany sat down, and Ebony took her place at the podium. "As you know, I probably went through the most traumatic ordeal while the Vectrans were here. Not only was I possessed by some sort of evil goddess, but that person used my body to nearly kill Jeanne, while she raped her.

"Now I now that you've all either seen a tape of things, or watched them live while they happened. And even though it was proved and verified that I was possessed, I have to tell all of you an ugly secret. While the Enchantress took over my body, I could still see, hear and feel everything that she did. It was like remembering things through a dream, but I saw and felt all of the things that she did to Jeanne. The fact that my body could ever be used to do something that evil and destructive to someone scared the living shit out of me.

"Part of me was actually glad that Rhiannon and the Vectran girls took revenge on her, and eventually succeeded in forcing her out of my body. The Enchantress deserved some kind of punishment for what she did; although I certainly didn't care for what she had to go through, because I felt all of that too.

"After all we've gone through to set up the Island, and be able to give ourselves cocks, losing my own prick, even if it's only for a day or two, was really frightening and depressing.

There was polite silence, as Ebony paused a moment before continuing.

"So as of today, I'm back to normal. Rhiannon was right about their technology, and after my body returned to its 'original size' of seven feet, and got rid of all their fluids, my cock returned too.

"What I want to know now is if any of you still feel comfortable about having me around on the Island? I've been trying to be a nicer person in the past couple of months. I haven't been the domineering bitch that I was, since I stopped associating with Barocca so much. Like I said, even though I could use the excuse that someone else possessed my body to rape Jeanne, I won't. It was still my flesh and blood that did the deed.

"If there's anyone here that doesn't trust me, or is still afraid of me for any reason, raise your hand. I want to know how you feel, and then I'll start thinking real seriously about whether or not I stay around here."
There was awkward silence in the auditorium, but not a single girl raised her hand. A smile came over Ebony's face, and she gave a sigh of relief. "You don't know how much this means to me..."

At this point, Tiffany got up and came to Ebony's side, putting her arm around her shoulder.

"What this means, is that we've become closer, and that we're now more of a family than ever on the Island. I'll understand perfectly if some of the girls aren't completely at ease working with you in video or photo shoots in the future. I'm going to make that a completely voluntary matter, rather than forcing girls to work together for a little while.

"Enough things happened that weren't Ebony's fault, that she couldn't be held totally responsible for; those have all been hashed out before this. We've all been through a lot when the Vectrans landed on our Island. But we've also grown together, and learned to love and care for one another enough to give someone the benefit of a doubt, rather than tear apart everything we've worked so hard to build." Ebony took her seat off to the side, while Tiffany resumed her position behind the podium.

"All right, that's one down, and two to go. As everyone knows by now, Ebony is stuck at her present size, thanks to some meddling by Barocca, back in the early days. That was reveal-ed when we hashed everything out with them when they first arrived on the Island.

"However thanks to a number of the Vectran girls losing control while they were here, we also have two other members of the 'bigger is better' club. Jordan, Summer, come over here please."

The two girls got up from their seats, and stood next to the podium, in full view of everyone. They were both at their 'normal' height of roughly five foot, six inches.

"Now they may look normal to you now," said Tiffany. "But they've got some special abilities now, thanks to the Vectran girls. I'll let what they can do speak for themselves."

Both Jordan and Summer closed their eyes and concentrated. In moments, they both transformed to their new height of just under seven feet.

Cries of shock and amazement came from nearly all of the girls in the audience.

"No. Your eyes aren't playing tricks on you," said Tiffany. "These two now have the power to change from their normal height, to just under seven feet tall, courtesy of some unwanted help by the Vectrans. Just to make sure we're not pulling any tricks on you, do it again, girls."

Summer and Jordan changed sizes several more times in front of the audience, finally resuming their ordinary height.
"Dee Dee has examined both of them thoroughly, and it doesn't look like their newfound ability will disappear. Whatever the results are from having so much alien sperm and juices forced into their bodies by the Vectran girls, it's made the changes permanent.

"Now I've had a couple of long talks with Summer and Jordan before the meeting. To answer a burning question among you, yes, their cock and balls get proportionately larger when they assume their new size. They're just a shade smaller than Ebony is.

"After the tragic events with Jeanne, I've made it explicitly clear to both Summer and Jordan, that they are not to assume their new size, unless they want to have sex with each other. Or unless I hear from someone in person that they'd like to do a photo shoot or a video with them in their bigger state.

"I don't mean to sound like a den mother or mother hen, but until everyone has a chance to get used to these two, as well as Ebony, and feel comfortable around them, I just don't want to take any more risks, and have any more unfortunate events happen."

Tiffany waited for quiet in the auditorium, and then addressed everyone.
"Now then, under the conditions and terms that I've laid out, is there anyone here that thinks they'll have a problem being around Summer and Jordan?"

There was polite silence in the auditorium.

"That's a relief," said Tiffany with a little laugh to help ease the tension. "I'm sorry if I come off as a politician at times. But it was important to make sure that everyone is aware of the changes that have taken place here recently.

"It's going to take a little time and effort, but I think we can all learn to get along and function quite well together here. Once we all get used to how big Ebony, Summer and Jordan are, it'll open up a whole new world of possibilities for us, in terms of videos, webcams and photo sessions.

"Now the three of them have all expressed how badly they want to stay here, and how much they want to help out in any way that they can. And I've decided to take them up on their offer. As you'll notice, we're currently one amazon short of full capacity for our milking sessions.We don't know if or when Barocca will be back, but she was part of the milking team. "But in case anyone missed it recently, Ebony has volunteered to become a milker for us. And so has Jordan. And once she's had a chance to get used to her new equipment, Summer has also expressed an interest in helping us in any way that she can."Tiffany paused to let all of this sink in to the girls in the audience.
"First thing tomorrow, the three of them are going to report for a milking session. With the equipment that they've got now, in their bigger size they can each put out almost double the output of any of the normal girls.

"We're going to use the additional volume of sperm that they can generate to step up production, and help bring all the girls on the Island along a little quicker in the development of their cocks.

"It wasn't intentional, but we wound up having a system of 'haves' and 'have nots' in terms of girls and their cocks. And wound up complicating it further by almost enforcing a merit or task system, similar to the scout troops, so that you needed to accomplish certain things, before we would do something to advance the girls in their development. That was wrong, and I want to apologize for the way that things were.
"We recovered what was originally taken by Veronica, Persia and Domonique, so we're fully stocked once more. And with more than a full compliment of amazons who're able to take turns in the Milking chamber, we can now produce tons more of the vitamins and nutrients needed to do the job.

"Also, once we start marketing our 'new' starlets, that'll mean a tremendous increase in revenue around here. With the additional income, we can procure the necessary materials to do some 'special' operations more often. "We're certainly going to be getting around to giving those of you who haven't received a cock yet your very own piece of meat!"

"I want to make it very clear to everyone that there will be no more overnight or 'one-time' transformations. Jordan, Jeanne and Summer were all special occurrences. With the exception of Summer, you've all been here at least six months, some of you much longer."We're going to bring everyone along as quickly as possible. Some of you will be done sooner than others, based on seniority. Whatever timetable we gave you in the past, you can forget about that. When we're done with you, you can look forward to being roughly like myself or Clyda, between your legs. There was a round of applause and cries of approval from the girls in the audience. Tiffany knew her girls well. The events of the last few months had been a severe test on everyone. But the promise of the ultimate transformation for some girls, as well as faster and better enhancements for the girls who already had a cock, was a promise that no one could ignore.