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Hi Everyone
Still here folks, snowed under and still suffering from a slow and unhelpful Paint program and bless you all for your patience with me, I am trying to catch up.
However that isn't going to stop us from have our Monday treat and that treat is a fun follow on from a piece published on here a few weeks ago,
We are blasting off back to the 25th Century to bring you a few more images from the latest Adventure featuring our poor helpless Samantha and the ever gorgeous Colonel Wilma Deering.
It's gooey, it's slimy, but it's the kind of fun we like.
Biggest hugs
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Andy
First an update to know where we are.
and now
As she concludes the call with Commander Watson, Colonel Deering knows what she must do. She knows what her Commander would do in similar circumstances. As the pod squelches and bulges, going into its final stage of birthing spasms, she unzips her Starfleet top in readiness, peeling back the layer of ultra-latex.
ReplyDelete“It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done," she recites from memory. She catches Samantha as the poor, weakened Cadet is ejaculated from the Larvalous pod. The Cadet is naked except for her high-heeled Starfleet boots, her ultra-latex suit digested by the amniotic Larvalous juices. The Colonel clutches the limp Cadet to her naked chest, her basic instincts coming out despite being one of the few to ever witness the Larvalous birthing process. Samantha begins to revives at the contact with naked human flesh. Samantha's head moves and her tongue weaves a sinuous trail across the Colonel's flesh. Meanwhile the Colonel's fingers find their own target while Samantha sucks and writhes. "It is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known," the Colonel manages to mutter before dissolving into wave upon wave of pleasure.
"God speed, Colonel Deering, God speed" says Commander Watson on board the Starfleet cruiser as Colonel Deering hangs up on him. He knows instinctively what Colonel Deering plans to do. The noble gesture. Time is limited if they're going to rescue Cadet Holden and save Colonel Deering. There's no time for a Vac-capsule. He opens the tannoy: "Bridge to Doc Jones! Bridge to Doc Jones! Get a Medical team to the Transporter Room in full Haz-Mat suits." He switches channels. "Transporter Room! Engineer Hilton, the shielding will be stopping on Cadet Holden. Lock on and prepare to beam up her and the Colonel. I expect you'll find their signals co-mingled." He wonders what else will be co-mingling.
Confident in his team, Commander Watson goes to his quarters. Delegation: the art of a good leader, he'd been taught at Starfleet Academy. From a drawer beside his Vac-bed where a cocooned Cadet Dixon was still sleeping off the rigours of her off-shift exertions, he retrieved three Stim-U probes. From a side cabinet, he selected four Stim-U plugs, two medium and two extra large. On his way to Sick Bay, he wonders how difficult it will be for him to persuade Doc Jones to assist him in ministering to the sick.
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I have no clue why the earlier Comment has been tagged as Anonymous.
DeleteYou sure aren't Anonymous my dear S, I love that story, really love it, it is exactly what I was thinking, you are so clever, thank you
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Incredible! I love hiw you have extracted the most interesting details out of this story and found a way to tighten the plot to an dramatic and explosive climax. The pressure you have inserted into the crew’s mission makes for a slow and intense process as delicate decisions need to be made. The dialogue is captivating and breathless as if it is dangerously close to being pushed into a new direction. As always, your art is tight! I feel as though I am being sucked into the picture and being drawn into the situation. The thought of the uniform and long, red boots being affixed to ones own body is nothing short of being both helpless and empowering. Love!
ReplyDeleteAwww thank you Natalie, you are so sweet. I am so glad you liked this, I do so greatly appreciate your kind words.
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Awww xxx Hugs! I’m sure you have better things on your mind than me when you create art with incredible boots and bodies, however always happy to share kindness your way gorgeous!
DeleteI have you all on my mind when I create XXX
DeleteI do hope Colonel Deering was not sent down alone, but time is of the essence. Perhaps these two can share an isolation capsule? After all, they will already know each other intimately. I should think, but they are of different ranks, so perhaps not, yet.
ReplyDeleteColonel Deering is not one to worry about rank when it comes to her comrades, so sharing a vac-capsule would be her duty and after a while her great pleasure. XX
DeleteOoooh! the gooey delights of the 25th century, can't beat it, though will make holding tightly in a big hug interesting.
ReplyDeleteSo gld you like my gooey delights Aidan, bless you XXX
DeleteSimply spectacular! The artwork, dialogue, and extra additions in the comments are far beyond any expectation! Thank you, Andy, for including me! Thank you, Commander, for sending one of my lifelong crushes to rescue me! I’m glad my heeled boots stayed on, but is it my fault that I’m out of uniform if it was digested? I hope that won’t go in my permanent record. I can’t wait to see what sorts of perils await our team on our future adventures to distant worlds! Fortunately we’ve got the best Commander in the Corps leading us, I have no fear that we’ll survive, even if it gets a bit slimy along the way.
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much, everyone,
Samantha
Hi Samantha.
DeleteI am sure Colonel Deering will do all she can to save you or at least make your situation as cosy as possible.
Thank you for letting me put you into these situations and I hope there will be more to cum
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