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Onboard the Raven by: Scrambler J
Carol looked down at the naked body of Ashley Dodds, or at least, down at the person who should be Ashley, but the accident an hour ago had altered her roommate in many ways. As Ashley's roommate, she'd been summoned to sick bay shortly after the accident, and been fully briefed on what had occurred.
Gone was the slightly male appearance, and in its place was a stunningly feminine creature. Seeing her roommate naked before her, and looking at her flat crotch and the small 'V' shaped patch of raven hair between the girl's sexy legs was starting to make Carol a bit wet. She had to tell herself that what she was seeing was not the naked body of a female human, but that of a male one.
However, that was proving to be harder to image than Carol had first thought. Even given all she knew about the Raven, and the rules about men serving on her, Carol was still surprised at how well the man that had been Ashley passed for a true female. The boy had fooled her into thinking that he was a natural female, and Carol fell for it like some ditzy Kemparian girl. It was that last bit that made Carol a touch upset about this whole matter.
"How is he doing?" Carol asked. She was still worried for her young friend, despite learning that the girl she had fallen for was a male. Not that taking the boy as a lover would be bad, it was just that Carol was in the mood for a female lover at this time in her life.
But then, as she looked at the boy, he hardly passed for a male right now. Carol smiled at the idea of training this young human male to be her female lover. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea.
Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps the man that was Ashley was a spy onboard the ship, and the one behind all the system errors experienced during the last couple of days. Perhaps if she could prove that he wasn't a spy - then Carol could think more about training the young man, but until then, she had a job to do.
"It's hard to say," the Doctor said, as she looked up from the no longer appearing male man. "He should be fine in a day or so, when his body adjusts to the new form. Then I'll be able to see what it will take to restore any damage done to his DNA," Dr. Davis added with a heavy sigh.
Carol knew the doctor was blaming herself for the boy's fate, but from what she had been able to piece together from the Chief and the head nurse, it was hardly the good doctor's fault. "Is he complete?" she asked, looking again at the black patch of hair on the man's body, and despite her focus on her job, Carol found herself licking her lips. Part of Carol hoped that Chief Hamilton had failed to save the man, and that nestled between his legs was a newly created pussy a pussy that Carol would claim as hers. She thought briefly of molding the new girl into her perfect lover, and perhaps future mate.
"No, Mel managed to stop the finally transformation by removing the table's key command chip, and the blocking agent that I injected into his bloodstream seems to have done its job and prevented the complete change. However, until his DNA pattern stabilizes, I won't be able to know for sure. If I'm in luck, and he's lucky, than his penis should still retain its full function, but until given a dose of k'ultron energy from the implant in his hip, it will remain shrunken down to it quarter inch length," Dr. Davis said as she looked over the logs.
"From what you can see, he has changed drastically since he first came onboard," the doctor added as she waved her hand over the youngster's sleeping body. "His height is now four foot nine, and he weighs ninety eight pounds. His breasts grew out a bit during the first half of the transformation, but as his change in height started, they shrank back down, and I'd place him at a 40E cup right now. I also measured his voice pattern as best as I could, and I'd say its safe to say that it will be higher than before," the doctor added as she reviewed her notes.
It was hard for Carol to believe that under that dark hair was a tiny ¼-inch cock. However, she had seen several personnel files her first day on duty, and knew that a few crewmembers where male, and that some of them had the same treatment done to them as this young man. In fact, Chief Hamilton's wife was one of the males who shared the same treatment the boy was to have gotten.
She had to say it was a very good transformation. Carol thought that he looked so natural now with his wide hips, and sexy curves, it was as if the body he was now wearing was out of some sex fantasy. Carol blushed as she thought of how well he now matched her fantasy of what Ashley must look like naked.
"Still, the boys hormone count is rather high since he got three gel-packs put in him, and I'm worried about what their effects will be on him," the doctor said as she set down her data-pad. "If one of those packs should start to bleed, it could cause damage to his sexual organs, and he would need treatment at the Wilk'hm IIV Center to undo the damage if it's not caught in time," the doctor added with a heavy sigh.
Turning away from the Doctor and the table with the very feminine man laying on it, Carol asked the chief, "Any clue as to how this whole thing happened?"
"Somehow, his file got mixed up, and he almost got the full treatment," Chief Melissa Hamilton said to her, as she ran a hand thru her short brown hair. "Kai'la said that when she looked at the screen, it listed a full female transformation," the Chief continued, drawing Carol's attention back to the table. For a brief second, Carol felt her heart leap, that perhaps the doctor had been wrong, and the man was now a woman.
But she quickly put aside her fantasy and listened to the new speaker.
"If Chief Hamilton hadn't been here, I feel safe in saying that our young friend here would have awakened a young woman," Emily Davis, the doctor's young twenty-three year old wife said from the nurses station.
Carol looked down at the man as the doctor began to talk more about him. Finally, she asked the question that had been on her mind since she first saw the young Ensign's naked body.
Thomas could hear the voice faintly in the background as he slowly began to wake up. He was glad that the pain that had filled him before he lost consciousness was gone. It had surprised him that he felt that raw pain pass thanks to whatever drugs the doctor had pumped into his system. He was still mostly asleep, and struggled to listen to what everyone was saying.
Thomas heard Carol use the male term when referring to him, and knew that she now was in on his secret. Worse was that Thomas recalled her heavy flirting with him last night, and was betting that the Lt. Commander was not happy when she learned that the woman she was attracted to was a male. The only good thing Thomas could see out of this mess was that maybe, somehow, he could end this nightmare his friends had started, and go back to his normal form again.
Then his brain registered what the Lt. Commander had asked the doctor something about his DNA being changed! He also recalled the doctor's words from earlier about giving him a more natural female appearance.
Thomas had heard enough now. He knew that whatever Carl and the others had done to create the illusion of Ashley Dodds had caused all this. Worse was that the joke about cost him his manhood! Sure, he could always go to Wilkh'm IIV and have them restore his damaged cells, but one large dose of kyp'tron energy, and Thomas could have been trapped forever in his new form.
"It's a good thing Mel was able to halt the transformation before it finished," the doctor said, breaking Thomas' thoughts.
"If it had finished the DNA alterations, the next function was to wash his body with kyp'tron energy, completing the change to his DNA," she added.
Thomas couldn't help but feel sick and let out a moan. "Unnnnn," he groaned, and tried to move.
"He's coming around," a strange woman's voice said from off to the right of Thomas.
Dr. Angie Davis looked at the man as his eyes came wide open. She was sure that he had heard most of what they had just said, and knew that he was frightened.
Not that she couldn't blame him, after all, the computer virus had just about made him into a full woman, if Mel hadn't pulled the plug on the machine. The first thing she did when Mel stopped the machine was to check his DNA pattern, and was thankful that she saw a male pattern.
For now, at least.
She knew that given some time, the damage to his cells could still continue, and that it was quite possible that his changes would continue for the next few days. Then, once his DNA stopped changing, Angie would be able to treat the man.
Running the med-scanner over his body, Angie took a few more readings while he was still struggling to wake up.
The only other good news she found was that despite the three gel-hormone packs in his body, the man was still able to function as a male. However, until his cells calmed down, she knew that his cock would remain shrunken down to its tiny shape. His body couldn't take the additional stress of her returning it to its full length now. She just hoped the blocking agent worked on his body with three gel-packs in his system. The cellular reconstruction had broken them down and bonded them to his entire DNA code, plus when Mel removed the chips in the bed, all records of his real DNA code had been deleted from the ship's records. So if any other damage had been done to his DNA code, they would now have no way of undoing it. At least until they could get his files from the Academy records, or the man told them who he was in his male form.
She had just about fainted when they learned that no identity for the man was on the ship. Neither male nor female records could be found for him. Plus, a deeper look into UGS records on the ship had no findings for the man. So, until he woke up or they linked to the Academy records, he was stuck in his changed form. And Angie was worried about how he'd react to that news.
"What happened?" he asked her. She had been right, the boy's voice was much higher than before.
Angie was trying to put her thoughts in order. She was worried about how the boy would react to what she was about to tell him. Taking a quick look at her wife, Angie nodded for her to be ready with the sedative.
Thomas looked at the doctor and waited for her answer. He knew that something had happened to him. After all, laying on his back, Thomas could feel the weight of the breasts on his chest, and a little movement of his head had let him see the twin mounds of white flesh jutting out from his once flat chest. He also took a mental inventory of his body. His butt felt like it was resting on pillows, and he had a very cool draft between his legs, and that was what scared him the most.
"It seems that the ship's computer contracted a virus during your procedure, and it caused something to go wrong with what I had programmed for you," she said to him.
Thomas fought to move under the restraints; he wanted to see what had been done to his body, but mostly, he wanted off this ship and out of the nightmare that his friends had started, and the one that others now seemed destined to continue.
"Calm down. I'll removed the restraints in a few moments, but first, I need to ask you a few questions," the Doctor pleaded with him, and Thomas saw her eyes flicker past him. He was betting that a nurse sat at the controls, ready to drug him an again at a moments notice.
So, Thomas fought back the urge to run, and turned his head slightly so that he could look at the Doctor. She smiled at him, and he tried to return the smile.
"First, I need your name," the doctor asked him.
Thomas gave a weak sigh, and again tried to say his real name, even knowing that he'd be forced to answer with Mitch's programming.
"Th...Ashely," Thomas said, as he about got out his real name. His eyes flew open wide with shock.
Was he breaking free of that damn mental programming? And why did Thomas feel a painful buzzing sensation in the back of his mind?
Angie heard the brief pause before the boy answered, and saw Lt. Hawkins eye him closer.
"Dear, you just about said another name, what was it?" she asked, and watched her patient closer. His face contorted and his brows wrinkled as he fought to answer her.
"TH...AGHHHH," the boy screamed, and Angie knew what the problem was.
Quickly, she grabbed a small scanner again, and ran it over the man's head and looked at the readings.
She was right. His brain pattern showed signs of mental programming, but she couldn't tell when it had been done or to what length, as the cellular reconstruction had caused whatever program to bleed into the boy's personality.
"Relax, your implanted programming has started to bleed," she said softly, and saw his eyes widen in shock followed shortly by him beginning to weep.
Angie ran her scanner back over the man's body, and saw that his hormone balance was way out of whack. She guessed it was the three gel-packs filling his bloodstream with new synthetic female hormones, but she could do nothing until his DNA pattern settled down. Kai'la's adding of the two extra gel-packs was going to play havoc with his body before his DNA pattern calmed down.
"I knew their program was a bad idea," the young man said as he wept.
The doctor saw the Lt. Commander Hawkins jump at the man's words.
"Whose programming?" she asked the man in a harsh tone, and Angie knew that the new Lt. Commander was smelling spy in the disguised man. She doubted that; he was too frightened to be a spy.
"I-I-aghhhh," Thomas said, trying to answer her, but ended up only crying more.
Angie was worried about the readings she was getting from the man's neural scans. The cells in his brain where spiking at odd intervals. She had put it off as the reaction to the bleeding of the implants into his true personality, but now she was starting to doubt that.
Finally, the man managed to get a few words past whatever program was running around in his head.
"Joke...sister...memories from Liz...implant...to make me Ashley...then back to me for my duty..." Thomas said as tears ran down his now very feminine face, and then he looked at her with those crystal blue eyes, pleading with her.
Angie couldn't help but look at the man and remain silent, despite the plea in his eyes.
"Make me back into a man...joke over...need to report for duty on Raven as me," he managed, before his emotions ran over him.
Angie looked up at the others, and saw the sad look in Mel's eyes about the man's pain, but could see no emotion in the Lt. Commander's face. She ran the scanner one last time over his head, and saw that by trying to talk about who he really was, the man had caused the implant to bleed even more into his brain; she knew if he was questioned more about his past that he could very well end up becoming who he was programmed to be. She nodded to her wife, and heard the hiss of the hypo being injected into her patient by her wife, Emily. She didn't want the boy to feel any more pain, until she could tell the others what she found.
Turning from her patient, Angie looked at Mel and Lt. Commander Hawkins. "He can't be questioned about his past yet," she said in a low voice, and waited for the Lt. Commander to reply.
"But he needs to be questioned right away," the Lt. Commander answered in a harsh tone.
"No, at least not in the detail you want. The man has an implant in his brain that is bleeding into his brain pattern. If you push too hard on him, the bleed will cause him to become who he was implanted to be, and we might never learn who he was, or what he was doing onboard," she said in a warning tone.
Angie had seen patients who had once been top spies for the UGS and had become lost to their programmed memories. Only one out of every four regained their former lives, and even then, it was a shell of what it had once been. She didn't want that for this man, even if he was a spy. No one deserved that fate.
"But I need to see if he was a threat to the ship. He might be the cause of the virus onboard," the Lt. Commander countered with.
"I doubt that; from what I found earlier, before his accident, I'd say the virus has been onboard for a few months in one form or another," Angie said in a light yet firm voice. It seemed to calm the young woman down a bit.
"But you said it came active when he boarded," Carol said, turning to Mel.
Angie didn't like the look her new friend was giving the young woman. She knew in the short time since meeting the Chief that the woman didn't take too well to others questioning her. Angie wonder if it had anything to do with the accident the Chief and her wife had been in several years back.
"Yes, but I have no proof that he was the cause. After all, you came onboard at the same time, too," Mel snapped back.
"This is getting us nowhere," Angie said to end the fight. She knew Mel was getting a bit pissed at the Lt. Commander, and might say something she regretted soon. "When he wakes back up, we can ask him a few questions about his past, and I'll have Emily monitor his implant bleed to warn us if something we say starts it to grow more. That way, we might get a few clues as to what is going on," she added to ease the growing tension between the Chief and the Lt. Commander.
Angie at least now had a few clues to work on. She now knew that the man had implanted memories from his sister Liz, and that for some reason, they planned on playing a joke on the staff of the Raven by making the man into Ashley. But that made no sense really, since he should have seen the second set of orders that the last ship's doctor would of sent him, detailing that he'd have to dress as a woman while onboard the Raven. Then it hit Angie; the sister must of played the joke on her brother, and not told him that he was going to be Ashley, or at least a female whenever he was on duty, and could only be in his male form in the privacy of his quarters or when on leave.
Turning to Mel and then Lt. Commander Hawkins, Angie began to tell them what she thought was going on, and how to question the boy when he woke back up. She made a mental note to have her wife handy with another hypo when the young man learned his fate. Angie was sure he wouldn't take it too well.
Thomas opened his eyes, and saw the face of a strange woman floating above his face. She was young, about his age. She had long blonde hair and bright green eyes, and was smiling at him.
"Honey, she's up," the woman said in a mirror-like voice to the one he had to use when talking as Ashley.
"He, dear, he," came the voice of the Doctor behind him. Thomas tried to move, but found he was still locked into place by the bed's containment field.
"Yes, love," the blonde-haired woman said lightly as she moved out of sight from Thomas.
"How are you feeling, young man?" the Doctor asked him, as she moved up to the table. Thomas could tell from the look in the Doctor's eyes that she seemed to be very nervous. Somehow, that did little to relax him.
"Like shit," he answered in his soft feminine voice. For some reason, it sounded a bit higher than before.
"We have a few questions for you, and once we're finished, I'll let you get up and get back to your quarters," she told him.
"Shoot," Thomas said, trying not to wince at his higher voice. The doctor smiled at him again, and then he saw two others step forward.
"First, I know your sister Liz gave you her memories," the Doctor said to him, and Thomas couldn't help but laugh. Too bad it came out as a giggle, which made him wince at the sound his voice made.
"Not your sister?" the Chief asked him, with a confused look on her face.
"Nope," Thomas said, and felt a bit of a buzz in the back of his head, kind of like a dull headache. He could tell she wanted to ask who Liz was, but someone else spoke before she could.
"Move on," came the blonde-haired woman's voice. It caused Thomas to try and turn to her, but he was asked a new question before he could look toward the strange woman to find out what she was doing.
"She gave you the implant, didn't she?" Thomas heard Carol ask him in a sharp tone.
"Nope, but she did help my roommates," Thomas said, and the buzz grew louder in the back of his head. He saw the Doctor look over the table at the blonde-haired woman, before looking down at Thomas. Now he was really wondering what the strange blonde-haired woman was doing behind him.
"Did they tell you that to serve onboard the Raven during your duty that you'd have to dress as a female?" she asked him.
Thomas couldn't help but let his mouth drop open. What was she saying? This had to be part of the joke. If it was, Thomas sure in hell didn't see one bit of humor in it!
"I see they didn't," the Doctor said with a heavy sigh. Then she looked at him with a painful look in her brown eyes. "My guess is they got your orders from the last ship's doctor, and didn't tell you. Then they made you up as a female, telling you that once onboard, the doctor would restore your manhood and all would be as it was," she said to him with a pitiful look on her face, and Thomas couldn't help but nod yes to her.
"The real joke is that you will have to dress as a woman while on the ship," she added.
Thomas felt his world start to spin out of control. The buzz in his head grew dimmer, but he had forgotten about that, and was trying to recall all the conversations about the joke his friends had played on him. Nowhere had he seen in their faces or words clues that the joke was one that would last his whole tour.
Then it hit Thomas. Liz's sister hadn't bothered to tell Liz or his friends about the rules on the Raven. She had played a joke on them, as well as him. Thomas couldn't help himself he started to laugh again.
Chief Melissa Hamilton was surprised at the man's reaction to learning about the joke. She recalled the day her wife learned what it would take for her to be a crewmember of the ship, and how Lisa first fought the idea, but since it was a time of war, she had no choice and came onboard the Raven as Lisa Cartwright instead of Larry Cartwright.
She recalled how at first Larry/Lisa fought to maintain her male manner, but the ten-year war and the month she spent trapped in a syn-suit along with the earlier gel-pack synthetic female hormones broke down her wife, and soon Larry was gone and only Lisa remained.
Mel also recalled how the two fell in love, and the day Lisa became her wife and fellow mother to their children. She also recalled the pain in Lisa's face when she learned that their son, too, would have to dress as a young girl onboard, and feared that he would become like her and lose touch with his manhood. Her fears so far seemed far from becoming true, as their son Kim still retained a very male attitude in the privacy of their quarters and during shore leave.
Mel also thought about the mission where she and Lisa where exposed to an alien compound that altered their age back to their mid-twenties from their original mid-fifties, shaving off thirty years from their bodies.
To see this man laugh at something that had frighten her wife made Mel feel a bit uneasy about his mental state. She just hoped that Dr. Davis could help the poor guy.
"She didn't tell them," he said between his giggles. Mel had to say that his voice was now wonderful.
"No, and I'll bet they will be quite shocked when you tell them," Angie said to him.
The barely male man stopped laughing, and looked at Angie. Mel saw the pain return to his face. He seemed so fragile to her, as if he was one of her wife's crystal figurines, and might break as easily as if their youngest, Susan, touched them.
"C-Can I go back to how I was?" the young man asked, and Mel saw the sad look on Angie's face.
"Not yet, I'm afraid," Angie said to him.
Mel recalled her conversation with Angie while the Lt. Commander looked at the patient's files. Because the man came in wearing a newer syn-suit and had his crotch glued onto his body, Angie thought he wanted to be like what Mel got Lisa for their wedding gift. She thought he wanted to be like Lisa and have a female body, but retain the full use of his manhood.
She blushed a bit, recalling the night she asked Larry to become Lisa in body, and to be her wife and future fellow mother to their children. Her wife took all of two seconds to agree to the transformation, and when they got to Wilkh'm IIV, Mel paid for the transformation and they got married the next night.
Two years later, she gave birth to their son, Kim, and both she and Lisa nursed the boy until he was two. Mel smiled, recalling how Lisa was upset when she told her that it was time for Kim to stop breast-feeding; the poor dear had been crushed. Still six years later, when Mel gave birth to Susan, she let Lisa be the sole nurse to the little girl; she also refused to help drain Lisa's overfilled breasts, and managed to get Dr. H'jka talked into adding a blocking agent to Lisa's milk ducts that prevented anything but Susan, Kim or herself from draining Lisa's milk filled breasts. Mel also recalled how Lisa had cried when she told Mel that she had to beg their son to drain her breast one day when Susan had been asleep and Mel had been off the ship. The blocking agent would only let someone of the combined DNA of her and Lisa to drain the milk, or someone with Mel's exact DNA code.
If only Lusa had told her and Lisa that if Lisa was exposed to kyp'tron energy that the blocking agent would become permanent, Mel might have taken added protection to see that Lisa hadn't been exposed.
But it was too late, and now the only way for her wife to go about the day was to be drained several times by Mel, and as much as she loved it!
Mel couldn't wait for the day they had another child to help with that duty. Now that Kim was 14 and Susan was 6, Mel was ready for their next child and so was Lisa; in fact, from what the doctor had told them yesterday, Mel was at the perfect time in her cycle and Lisa's sperm was now fertile again.
"Until your DNA adjusts to the changes, you'll have to stay in this form. After that, I'll see about getting you fitted for a new syn-suit," Angie told the beautiful visage laying before her.
Mel held back from telling Ashley that by then it might be too late.
Both she and Angie had talked about it while Lt. Commander Hawkins was looking at her files, and knew that the man's condition might be permanent. Between the three gel-packs and whatever mental implant was bleeding into his mind, they figured that by the time the cellular reconstruction adjusted his DNA that he could be more mentally a woman than a man. After all, that was to a point what had happened to her wife Lisa, and how she came to be the woman that she now was. And somehow, Mel doubted that this guy was half the man her wife had been before she changed fully into Lisa.
Mel just hoped he found someone like herself to love him as he was, or how he was going to be.
Carol listened to the doctor tell the man she knew only as Ashley his fate, and saw the words sink into his mind. She saw the fear in his eyes, and felt pity for her roommate. She had heard what the Doctor and Chief were talking about; it seemed that they both forgotten about her race's enhanced hearing.
Carol understood that the man could very well be trapped in the body as well as the mind of the young woman she was looking at right now. Her thoughts wandered back to her lust filled daydream of making this man into her lover when she thought he was a woman, and to the thoughts that she had when she saw his new naked body.
She had also seen the files on Chief Hamilton and her wife, and knew all about their tale.
A smile filled her face, unseen by the Chief or the Doctor, as she looked at the helpless man trapped in the body of her dream lover. Carol knew that somehow she was going to find a way to make him into Ashley, and to create the same happy life that the Chief and her wife enjoyed.
She also knew that the man also had her Pa'tak juices bonded to his DNA right now from the cellular reconstruction, and that those juices might play a very important key into making him into the prefect lover for her.
Looking up from the transformed man's naked body, Carol's eyes locked onto the Doctor's wife's green eyes, and she saw that the young woman could see the lust in her eyes, and for a brief second, she feared that her plan would be uncovered. Then she saw Emily look down at the patient, and then back up at her, and then saw the young woman smile and wink at her.
Carol breathed a heavy sigh, and smiled back at the doctor's wife. Perhaps she could get help from Emily to make sure everything worked out fine. After all, the young woman had once been a man before having her whole DNA altered to that of a woman. Carol also knew that the once male Emily's cock and balls where now grafted to her wife, Dr. Davis. She also knew that Emily was the mother to their daughter, and that Dr. Davis was the father, due to her now having Emily's manhood. She was sure the young blonde-haired woman would have an idea how to make her rommmate accept becoming Ashley, and welcome the change. After all, Emily was now seven months along with the couple's triplets, and seemed quite happy with her life as a female. Of course, from what Carol had seen in Emily's file, the poor girl had always felt trapped in a male body. But since she was born on a colony of Amish settlers from Earth, the girl had to live her first nineteen years as a boy, and only once she denied her upbringing and left the colony did she find the good doctor and complete herself.
Carol somehow doubted that the young man shared the same feeling about his sex status that Emily had. Not that he had a chance, with what she was thinking. Still, it might be helpful to her and to her version of Ashley if, in the long run, Emily could help the man along in his transformation.
Either way, Carol would have her lover Ashley, and the male would be lost forever in what she was planning to create. She also would have to thank one day whoever it was that sent Ashley to her.
Thomas listed to Dr. Davis tell him that for the next few days that he'd have to wear the body of Mitch's fantasy girl, and who they thought was him.
Even worse was that after he got a chance to get his body back, Thomas was still going to have to pretend to be a woman on duty. He truly had stepped into a nightmare, and it was getting worse by the second. Thomas was starting to think that some force in the universe was hell bent on making him into a woman, and he was helpless to stop it.
"What about my voice?" Thomas asked, in the new higher and more girlish voice of Ashley Dodds.
"Hummm," Dr. Davis said, as she held the scanner over his neck.
"Oh dear," she said, and ran the scanner over his neck a couple of more times. The way she said that made Thomas feel very uncomfortable.
"What?!" Thomas tried to shout in his high girls voice, but it came out more like a whine than a shout.
"It seems that your vocal cords had been altered before, and combined with what you just went through, it will take at least a trip to Wilk'hm IIV to undo the damage, and even then, I would guess it won't be anywhere near your natural voice," she told him.
Thomas' mouth fell open in shock for what had to be the hundredth time since this nightmare began. Those bastards of friends of his had ruined him. Thoughts of having to talk like a woman for the rest of his life began to fill his head.
"S-So I'll always sound like this?" Thomas asked, fighting back the urge to cry. He seemed so damned emotional now.
Dr. Davis looked at him sadly.
"Perhaps, I won't really know until your DNA gains some sense of normality," she answered.
Thomas felt a glimmer of hope. He just hoped that somehow his voice would one day be male again. If not, he was going to make sure that Carl paid to have his voice restored along with everything else with his body. Hell, at that point, Thomas was willing to forget about revenge and when he saw Carl next, see if the bastard could pull a few strings and get him the hell off this ship before something else happened to him!
"I'll leave you to get dressed, and have Emily walk you to your quarters then, Ashley," Dr. Davis said to him, as she stood up and pressed the button on the table.
Thomas saw the barrier field rise as the Doctor walked away from him, along with the Chief and Carol. He did see Carol look at him strangely, and wondered what she was going to say to him in private. He was willing to bet she'd have new quarters before the night was over. Not that he blamed her.
Suddenly, Thomas felt that he could move again and started to sit up.
"Take it easy. Your body has been through massive changes, and you're bound to feel rather weak for a day or so," the blonde-haired woman said to him.
Thomas guessed she was Emily.
"Sure," he said, and slowly sat up. The weight on his chest felt massive, and Thomas came to a halt when he was sitting up straight. The giant mounds of flesh jiggled as he sat there, and he felt the pit of his stomach turn at the sight of the white flesh moving on his chest. Yet, somewhere in the back of his mind, Thomas felt pride about them, and worse yet, began to recall the day his chest first began to develop when he was a small girl. Shaking his head of the thought, Thomas only made his chest bounce more, and it started to add to his discomfort, and more memories flooded into his mind. He knew that they belonged to Liz and not him, but still, he could see in his mind's eye Liz's mother become his own, and Thomas became very frightened.
"Relax, dear," Emily said to him as she moved to his side.
Thomas felt so alone, and looked up at her through his tear-filled eyes. He was also bothered by how his large pillow-like ass that he was sitting on felt, and needed to get out of bed.
"P-Please call me Th..." he tried to say, but was still blocked by Mitch's programming. He also felt the buzz return to the back of his mind.
Emily looked at the monitor next to his bed, and Thomas saw a frightened look in her deep green eyes.
"Please try not to use your birth name," she warned him. Thomas guessed the bleed of the implants was what she feared.
"Okay," he said in soft beaten voice. Thomas didn't like it, but he also didn't like the idea of losing himself to the implant, either.
Thomas took his time to shift his body around so that his feet dangled over the edge of the table. It dawned on him that his height had changed again. Before he could touch the floor, yet now, they dangled free like a child sitting on the table.
Forcing himself off the table, Thomas felt his naked feet come in contact with the cold floor, plus he felt a dull pain strike his feet. It was almost as if for some reason it was painful to stand. He also felt dizzy and weak in the knees.
"Here, lean on me," Emily said, as she stood next to him.
Thomas moved to her and hugged her body, afraid of what might happen next. He also saw that the woman was several months pregnant, and a sudden vision of him carrying a child in his belly filled Thomas' head, and he began to weep harder. In the back of his mind, he was still hoping that this was all some kind of weird nightmare, and that he'd wake up back at his apartment and it would all be over with.
Emily looked down at him, and Thomas couldn't help but weep as the taller woman looked at him with those green eyes. She hugged him back tightly and ran her hand thru his long raven colored hair, trying to calm him.
For the first time since he was a small child, Thomas felt frightened beyond words. He felt as if his life was spinning out of control, and he was now forced to sit back and watch helplessly as the forces around him took over his life.
Carol looked at the field hiding her rommmate, and wondered what he was doing. She also was trying to formulate a way to get Emily's assistance in what she had in mind for him once it could be proven that he wasn't a spy.
"Are you sure that you won't mind sharing the quarters with him?" Dr. Davis asked her.
Carol looked down at the older woman, and smiled. "It's not a problem," Carol said, and paused for a second to collect her thoughts. "After all, my quarters have yet to be finished, and you did say he might need to have someone watch over him," Carol replied. She just hoped the good doctor didn't get it into her mind that her patient should stay in the medical center for the night.
Suddenly the field dropped, and Carol saw Ashley and Emily walk out. Emily had given the well proportioned male a heavy white robe to hide his naked body, since the uniform he had been wearing was a syn-suit, and after the changes, would no longer fit him. He appeared so frightened of everything, and Carol had to wonder how he was adjusting to his reduced height. She made a mental note to have him retain this height.
As the two left the room, Carol turned back to the Doctor and the Chief. "You where saying, Doctor?" she asked in a calm voice. Carol just hoped that she was able to conceal her lust for Ashley from the other two women.
"I said it might be better if he stayed here," the doctor said, as her wife and the young man vanished from sight.
"Why?" Carol asked. She could see some point to having him stay in the medical center, but she wanted him to be with her; besides, Carol wanted to give him more of her Pa'tak juices that night, and if he remained in the medical center, it would be much harder to do so.
"Well, the last readings I took on him scare me," the Doctor answered.
"How so?" Chief Hamilton asked, before Carol could.
"Well, he seems to be getting weaker and weaker the longer he's in that form," Dr. Davis answered with a shake of her head.
"What?" both she and the Chief said together. This was a new twist for Carol.
"It's odd, but he seems to be losing massive muscle tissue, and at this point, if the rate continues, he won't meet the physical requirements for an Ensign much longer," the doctor added.
Carol was shocked to hear this news, but a bit of her was happy to hear it as the Doctor went on to explain that most likely the young officer would not be able to perform his duties as a Ensign much longer.
She would be able to use this to trap the youngster as her lover, and if they had time, get him to remain onboard and let the Doctor treat him instead of being transferred to a medical center. It would be even better if she could get him to give up his desire to serve as a UGS member, and become her live in lover.
It would be tricky, but given the right amount of time, Carol might be able to pull it off.
"Chief, I need to see if you can find out what was in his file before it got lost. Perhaps we can find a way to help him there," Carol said calmly, hiding her desire for Ashley to be her lover. Besides, before she could go any further, Carol had to make sure the man was not a danger to the ship.
"You're right, Lt. Commander," the Chief told her.
Carol looked at the young woman, and knew that behind the youthful look, Chief Melissa Hamilton had the mind of a fifty-seven year old experienced non-com. And further, was someone she could use to help her make the man stay as Ashley -- after all, as a young woman, Melissa had helped convince her wife Lisa to remain as a woman for the rest of her life.
"Please, Chief, call me Carol," she said with a smile. She could use the woman as an ally in her plan. She was sure that the Chief would be happy to aid her in making the youngster into Ashley forever. Still, she'd wait to get the Chief's full assistance until after the man was deeply trapped in the role of Ashley.
"If you need to, call me in a hour, and I'll give you a hand tracking down his file. Plus, we need to make sure no more viruses are in the ship's computers before we leave Ji'rloian space," Carol added, as she took command of the situation. She needed to get back to the bridge and give the Captain a detailed report of what was happening. After that, she'd give the Chief as much help as she could.
"Okay, Carol, I'll get to work on it right away," the Chief said, as she left the room.
"Are you sure about this?" Dr. Davis asked her. Carol could tell the doctor was uncomfortable with what was going on.
"Yes. Now, what do I do if he becomes overwhelmed by his changes?" Carol asked the Doctor. She smiled as the Doctor began telling her when to use the hypo, and to call her or one of the nurses if she needed help.
Carol also made a mental note to stop by her quarters later after Ashley was asleep, and treat him to another dose of Pa'tak juices.
Thomas didn't like the way the cool air in the ship's hallways ran up under the short robe Emily had given him. He was sure the robe was way too short, and tugged on it every so often to make sure his newly rounded bottom wasn't peeking out.
His newly female eyes watched the young pregnant woman waddle down the hall in front of him. It was then that he noticed that she wasn't wearing a medical uniform.
"Are you a nurse?" Thomas asked. He knew she was the doctor's wife, but he wasn't sure what she was doing in the medical center instead of the other nurse.
Emily stopped, and waited for him to catch up to her. He saw her rub her massive belly and smile at him. "No, dear, Angie just had me come in to help you deal with your accident," she said to him in her own soft musical voice.
Did that mean she was the ship's counselor, then?
"Why you?" he asked, as he saw her jump a bit and rub her belly some more with her slender hands.
"I swear, these three girls want out more and more every day," Emily said to him as she soothed her belly.
Thomas looked down at her massively swollen belly, and couldn't image what it would feel like to have three babies growing inside you, and really didn't want to know!
"As to why me," Emily started, and her bright green eyes locked on his blue ones. "I was like you once, a male," she added.
Thomas blinked a few times as he let what she had said to him sink in. He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was once a man. Sure, it was possible, but he had never met someone who made the change before coming onboard the ship.
"C-Complete?" Thomas asked, and then felt like an idiot when he recalled that she was standing in front of him and carrying three babies inside her.
Her red lips still gave him a warm smile. "Yes, I've been complete for some time now," she said to him with a giggle, and it made Thomas blush for his blunder.
"Now, let's get you to your quarters before you fall asleep on your feet," she added, and started them moving again.
Thomas was beginning to feel sleepy, and guessed that he still had much of the sedative or at least a tranquilizer in his system to help keep him calm.
Finally, after only having met ten more crewmembers and waiting for two of them to speak to Emily about her babies, they reached his quarters.
Thomas looked around his quarters as he leaned against the doctor's young wife. He still couldn't believe that the doctor was married to another woman. Not that same sex marriages were uncommon since the Gender Laws had been passed two centuries ago, or the fact that some planets were home to only females and inter-species relationships were fast becoming very popular. Still, to picture this young woman, just a few years older than himself, as being the wife to the fifty-year old Doctor and the mother of her children was a bit much for him. Even in his present state.
Looking around the room reminded Thomas of how different things appeared to him now. Everything was so big that he felt frightened now. Even the Doctor's wife was taller than him now, and she only stood five-four in her two-inch heels.
Thomas looked down at his own bare feet, and felt the growing ache in them. The Doctor had warned him that his body was still adapting to all the changes, and that it could take a few days for his body to completely adjust. That was added to the fact that the file containing Thomas' new profile was temporarily lost within the ship's computer system, and the Chief told him that it might take her some time to locate it.
He saw Emily looking through his dresser drawer, and recalled the several pairs of nighties and panties Liz had thrown in as a joke. She was pulling out a baby blue version of what he had worn the night before. Thomas couldn't help but blush when she held the thin garment up to him.
"Why don't you take a nice shower, dear, and let me run these off to my room and have them fitted to your new size," Emily said to him with a warm smile.
Thomas realized that a nice shower would do wonders for him right about now. "Okay," he answered her in a whisper, and watched as she took the few clothes that he had and left the room.
A strange feeling began to overcome Thomas, as he stood alone in his room. It took him a few moments to place it as a fear of being alone, and he chided himself for being so weak and forced his tired body into the shower area.
Walking into the bathroom, Thomas dropped the heavy white robe from his body and looked in the mirror. Staring back at him was a woman who was four feet eight inches tall, with long raven black hair, wide blue eyes, high cheek bones, small upturned button nose, long eye lashes, small shoulders, slender arms, dainty hands, hourglass shape, a 'V' pattern on her crotch and a tiny ¼ inch penis hidden within the dark hairs, wide hips, sexy legs and small feet.
He'd seen this woman once before! The fantasy girl that Mitch had used as a basis for his joke! Somehow, he'd been turned into a living version of Mitch's fantasy.
As Thomas looked at his reflection, he felt his cock harden from the vision he saw before his eyes. It throbbed as it reached its full shrunken length, and the once ten-inch length cried out for him to touch it. When he looked down, though, all he saw was his perfectly flat crotch and 'V' shaped black mound of pubic hair. No sign of his raging hard-on could be seen.
Gently, Thomas moved his right hand down to the patch of fine black hair, and felt around in it for his cock. When one of his now long nails brushed the tiny tip of his shrunken cock, he felt it jump. His hand pulled away from it as if burned by fire, and Thomas looked back up at the mirror and the woman reflected in it.
The woman looking back at him was like a wet dream come to life, and Thomas felt the tears starting to form in his eyes. Moving away from the mirror, he entered the shower stall and spoke.
"Computer, start cleaning program," Thomas commanded in his newer voice.
"Please state your name and rank for identification," the computer said.
Thomas gave a weary sigh, and answered the computer.
"Ensign Ashley Dodds," Thomas said for the first time without having the implant in his head force him to. He no longer felt an overwhelming need to answer as he was programmed to, but he also knew that it still prevented him from saying his real name, and rather than fight the damn thing, Thomas gave in to its programming.
The computer remained silent for several seconds; unknown to Thomas, it was searching its damaged memory banks for his file. Finally, the computer found a file matching Ashley's name and rank deeply hidden within its programs. The file was badly damaged, so the computer began restoring it. This caused the hidden virus within the file to once again infect the ship's programs.
"Greetings, Mistress Ashley, how was your day?" the computer asked him.
Thomas fought back the urge to tell the soulless machine just how his day was going; he was simply too tired to put the effort in. "Please start cleaning program," was all he said.
The computer did a quick scan of Thomas' body, and found that it no longer matched one of the files on his body, but that it was close to another file. The computer was confused.
"Mistress, your body specs have been altered. Do you wish for me to store the current setting for your file?" the helpful computer asked.
Thomas was tired and not listening closely to the computer, and answered without thinking. "Yes," was all he said.
The computer, following its mistress' command, merged the two files once again, and then added its own scan update as well as the file from the medical lab to the restored file of Ashley Dodds, Ensign on the USS Raven.
Thomas felt the warm waters of his shower wash over his new body. He was amazed at how good the water felt as it ran over his now large chest and the feelings he received from the massaging water. He soon became lost in the water and control effects of the force shield massage program. He wanted to touch his body, but the fields prevented him from sampling the sensations running through his mind as the water teased his naked body.
The computer, while cleaning its mistress, noticed that something was missing from its current scan of its mistress, and accessed the file on Ashley Dodds. Once it found its error, the computer started a new program while it cleaned its mistress.
Thomas felt a warm light cover his face, and a new controlled field was applied to his face. He was so relaxed and lost to the feeling of the water caressing his body that he didn't feel what the new program was doing to his face. He even missed the new hole the piercing program added to the top of his left ear. Thomas did feel, however, the sudden tingle on his lips and eyes, and when he tried to speak, he found himself locked into some kind of pose for the computer.
Then it happened. Thomas felt the light change on his face, and the warmth increased. He also felt a pain burst inside his head, and the dull buzz that he had felt earlier returned in full force. His world became blurry, and if it hadn't been for the field holding him up, Thomas would have fallen to the floor. Finally, after all that, he felt the buzzing fade in the back of his mind and the world came back into focus around him.
Thomas could move enough to lick his lips, and was rewarded with a cherry flavor. He felt his eyes start to fill with tears as he realized that he was now wearing make-up of some kind on his face, and it seemed that his cursed nightmare was still running wild on him.
Then the field broke and Thomas found himself free.
"C-Computer, did you add make-up to my face?" Thomas asked, holding back a sob.
"Yes, Mistress, per your personal data file, I added dyed coloring to your face," the computer said in its flat emotional voice.
Thomas stood naked in the shower for a few seconds as this latest news hit him. While he was upset about it, Thomas also found that memories of Liz's now imposed on his mind recalled the lesson her mother and sister had given her on make-up, and the pride she felt in how it made her face look so beautiful. Sadly, Thomas had only a brother, and his mother had died at a early age, yet he could see images in his minds-eye of Liz's mother as she helped her thru all the various adventures of growing up as a young woman. Her first period; the first boy that kissed her; the first dress she wore; all those firsts that Liz had in her life were now becoming more and more a part of his life, and he was beginning to fear that it was going to make him lose the memories of his real life to these imposed memories. Thomas just hoped that the Doctor could help him tomorrow.
Stepping out of the shower, Thomas started off toward his bedroom. The small sharp pain in his feet returned, and he froze at the door of the bathroom. On a notion, he stood on his tippy toes, and with the induced high arch his feet took on, the pain disappeared. "I should have packed some mules," Thomas thought out loud, then his mouth dropped open and he shook his head.
'Christ, what next? I'll spend my first credit chip on dresses and a purse!!' Thomas thought to himself as he struggled to push the implanted memories aside.
Starting off again to his room, Thomas failed to notice the sexy wiggle he had acquired in his walk.
Emily heard the barrier field dropping, and turned to the bedroom doorway. She saw Ashley walk into the room, and noticed that the girl was wearing make-up and that she was moving in a very sexy way as she came closer.
"Hi," the apparent girl said to her.
"Hello, Ashley," Emily said; she recalled her wife's warning not to try and get the girl to use her male name until they could treat the bleeding of the implanted memories into her brain.
"Why don't you put this on, and I'll finish putting away your clothes," Emily offered. She couldn't believe the girl had only nighties and no other clothing. "You really need to buy some clothes at Gen Station," Emily said, as she turned back to the girl. She knew that her wife would not like her referring to the girl as female and treating her as one, but Emily couldn't help herself. It was just so natural for her.
"I don't have any credits yet," the girl said as she got into her bed. Emily pulled the covers up over the new girl. "Thanks," Ashley said to her.
"You're welcome, dear," Emily said, and then had a thought. "Why don't you and I go shopping for clothes when we get into space dock?" she asked. It would be so much fun helping a new girl find the perfect outfits for her. Plus, she saw the look that the new Lt. Commander gave the girl; that one was in love with this girl, and Emily had the feeling that given time, Ashley would return that love and remain as she was.
"I-I don't know," the girl said. Emily could see by the look in the girl's blue eyes that she was still confused.
"Sleep on it, and we'll talk more tomorrow when you see Angie," Emily told her, and then pulled the small medical scanner Angie had given her to check on the girl.
Running the scanner over the girl's small female form, Emily took a full body scan before she centered her scan on the girl's brain. What she saw didn't bode well if the girl wanted to go back to being a man. The bleed was getting worse, plus Emily saw that the girl had small traces of kyp'tron energy around her head area. She also saw that the energy had caused a partial skin-bond of the make-up Ashley was using to fuse to her face.
"Night, dear," Emily said, closing her scanner.
She needed to get her readings to her wife, but a sudden kick inside her belly caused Emily to stop. Touching her swollen belly, Emily smiled. First, she needed to use the Ensign's bathroom and then feed her growing girls.
Carol looked down at her rommmate. He looked so peaceful sleeping in his large bed. She almost gave in, jumped into bed, and took him right there. Chief Hamilton had managed to find the Ensign's file completely restored in the ship's computer core, however, it almost unleashed a new virus. It seemed that Ashley had used the shower program, while the Chief had been doing a search for his file. What resulted was a few minutes of the newly restored program running while the Chief was looking over the file, then she altered the file to stop the virus, and was going to start in breaking apart the files. The one important key that Mel had found was a short note hidden in one of the old medical logs from Dr. Tonya Harper about a young man her little sister knew that was coming onboard who was having a joke played on him. The Chief had pieced together that the girl named Liz was the younger sister of Tonya Harper, the last ship's Doctor. It seemed the spy theory was gone, and now all they needed to know was who her rommate really was.
Carol saw the youngster's nose wrinkle up as she drew close to him. Her arousal was very clear, and the sleeping man smelled her juices. She smiled at the way he licked his painted full lips, and the way his nipples stood out erect under the thin nightie.
As quietly as she could, Carol slowly unzipped her uniform until she could get at her panties. Slipping her left hand inside, she pushed it into her wet hole. Moving quickly now, she let her control slip, she was rewarded as her fingers became covered with her Pa'tak juices. She had kept one eye on the sleeping vision, and saw his eyes moving faster under their painted lids and his breathing grew heavier and heavier. At one point, Carol thought he was about to wake up from the way he was squirming on the bed.
Once she was sure that her juices were in heavy flow, Carol removed her wet hand and drew it up to her roommate's face. She let her fingers, covered with the blue juice, hang in front of his nose, and let him breath in the pure scent of her juices. He let out a soft moan, and parted his painted lips for her. She then fed him the juices on her fingers, and was delighted at the way he sucked eagerly on them. She repeated the process five more times before going back to her pussy for one last large dose of Pa'tak juices. Then, once she had a large amount of the blue liquid on her hands, she again brought them to his face. And, like the night before, Carol spread the juices over Ashley's face, coating his lips with large amounts of the addictive juices as well as making sure a large amount coated the area below his now small upturned nose. Once that was finished, Carol restored her uniform, and slowly walked out of the sleeping youngster's room.
Just as she reached the door, she heard him moan.
"Carol," he said in a soft sleepy voice, and she saw him jerk under the bed covers and lick his lips. Carol also saw a small dreamy smile appear on his face as he licked at his Pa'tak covered lips.
She let a smile fill her face as she took one last look at her young roomie. When he had first come onboard the ship, Carol saw that the young man seemed to fit in very nicely, but now he truly matched the form of a true Raven crewmember. And she was going to make sure that he kept this form, and was given the right push to welcome his life as Ashley forever.
Once out of his bedroom, Carol walked out the door of their quarters and headed off to the Chief's office. She had promised to give Melissa a hand separating Ashley's merged files. She still wanted to know what was in those files that made the ship's medical system give the young male such an exotic female form to wear. And with that thought, Carol slipped down the hall the lift.
She was sure that the Chief was wondering where in the hell she was!
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