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Galaxy Champion 2by: Paul G Jutras
Inside the corridors of a cruiser, Lesley and Sandra had been tossed around. Lesley felt like he would stain his panties as she stood tall in her pink bikini and matching nail polish. Having saved enough money for hormones he cut quite a figure in his suit. Sandra was shorter, dressed in a pink tee shirt and gray pants that was a better choice to escape an attack in.
"Lesley, listen," Sandra said in his worried way. "I told you hitting the hot tub when a unknown ship was reported in radar was a bad idea. The captain has now put all power to the shield and life support. I don't know if we'll make it back to Battle Tech High on Earth."
Breaking through the force field, The Federation troops boarded the ship as several cross dressers and former men started in a fire fight with troops. The leader, John Cat stepped through the smoke in his black executioner robes. He strode through the ship, passing - and ignoring the dead bodies.
Lesley and Sandra climbed into an escape shuttle and began to pilot there way down to a nearby desert planet. They spun the ship, avoiding the lasers from the enemy fire until they crash landed.
Back aboard the Federation ship, the executioner was shot at by King Adrian. The beautiful man had his eyebrows nicely plucked and was dressed in a gray sleeveless dress that reached his ankles and three inch sandals with straps that crossed the two of his bare feet. The executioner swung around with his sickle and caused the gun to explode in his hand.
"I knew you were aboard this ship, your Highness." The executioner said with an excusing finger. You are a cross dresser and perhaps a transsexual as well. Where is the data telling where you SRS base is?"
"I... I don't know what you're talking about?" King Adrian stuttered. "All members of royalty on my planet dress in robes like this."
"That is not a royal robe," The executioner chuckled beneath his hood with cut out eye holes. "That is a woman's dress and against the law."
Down on the desert planet, Sandra was starting to wish that he had dressed up a bikini like his friend Lesley. For hours, the two trudged up and down the dunes. They felt like they would die of thirst when they spotted some sort of vehicle. "Over here!" They called out while waving their arms.
An item that looked like a vacuum hose came out of the vehicle. With a great whoosh, they were sucked inside the desert transport. The guys were taken by a bunch of She-males and born girls to a large tube; where they were stripped of their clothes. After a washing and having a lotion removing any remaining body hair, they were each given new clothes. Lesley's pink semi-transparent Turkish trousers went over a pink bikini and veil to cover face, while Sandra was given a matching brown veil and bikini with maroon specks among the brown fabric, that look good with his maroon boots.
They were taken to the throne of a palace. The king removed the veils and looked at the pretty faces in his harem. "Welcome to my service." He said as he looked at the two crotches and then a woman who was spread eagle in a wall. They watched a she-male being castrated. "I prefer my girls to be all women though."
The two picked up a robot's skull from the floor and knocked it into the head of one of his servants. With the servant off balance, they grabbed the gun from the servant holster and they blasted their way to the palace exit in their escape. They hopped aboard a land speeder and took off for a city on the horizon.
Meeting up with King Adrian's troops, they got the transgender fleet ready to rescue their king. All the troops were dressed in skirts and dresses; even the men standing beside their understanding wives.
Soon the engines of their ships roared by the space station of the enemy. "We can do this," Paula said in fighter #1 as he was the only one to find a way through the force shield of the base and entered the hanger bay. Even his pilot uniform include a ankle length skirt rather than pants. As the fighter pulled up to a stop, he used the guns to fire upon the android reception that he got.
Climbing out of the fighter and placing a remote force field to avoid tampering, Paula took off down a corridor. An unexpected attack from some troopers caused, Paula to retreat down one of the side passageways as well as regret wearing tight pantyhose that held his manhood in place but hindered his movements in such a fight.
Paula raced from cell to cell. Finally, he saw through the peek hole the one holding King Adrian prisoner. He blasted the lock off with his gun. "Come on sire, I'm here to rescue you!"
Taking the king by the arm, Paula helped him to his feet and they took off back through corridors that all looked alike. Starting back to the hanger deck, the two bumped back into the troopers. Paula immediately started firing as they back up and looked for another way to the fighter ship.
With serious looks on their faces, they made their way to Paula's fighter in the hanger at the end of the tunnel. "Come on sire, we're out of here!"
The heat if the fire battle outside was fierce as Paula took off with the king. The controls he fired on the way out of the hanger started a chain reaction that took out the station like the flash of a camera going out. The shock wave of the blast knocked the king out cold and seriously hurt Paula himself.
With the Federation leaders and their station gone, the universe was safe for the transgender community. On the king's home planet, Adrian, Lesley, Sandra and all Paula's friends watched Paula float in the medical center's transformation chamber. The chemicals in a thick red slime covered Paula's smooth, naked body and seeped into his skin. The chemicals finished his operation into a real woman with no mush. Paula was glad to come out of it all woman and given the job as one of the king's guardian hand maidens.
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