Chapter 12

The next eighteen days passed fast for the crew of Striker One.

While they all took time to kick back and relax, and quite a few of them gave the new pool table a workout, they all loved learning about magic. When James and Dusty combined magic with combat training, they had a hard time convincing the team to stop for rest and food, even the part of the team that was supposedly crew.

The shooting range had become very popular. Dusty got those who had Energy training to help her build a force field in the hanger bay. James then got those with Physics skills to build air shields to form safe lanes and slow the projectiles.

Pat told the team that if they used some crystals to anchor the corners of their shields, they would stay in place indefinitely. For added safety, they used the replicator to make thick sheets of Ozlium and lined the five sides of the back of the range.

With the energy shield and the air shields in place, their projectiles stayed inside the shooting range. While the Enforcers didn’t need as much practice, they wanted the rest of the crew to at least shoot something with accuracy that was within twenty-five metres of them.

They did have a lot of fun with the new TPG25-12 riot and ship boarding guns. They held 25 - 12mm glue pellets and six Zap bulbs. The glue pellets stuck just about anything to anything. The glue had supper hold strength and dried quickly.

Fortunately, Dusty came up with a spell to dissolve the glue so they could clean up the mess.

While the spaceship crew were all military, they didn’t spend a lot of time shooting at things, so they were all rusty. They were all excited and eager to relearn these skills because they knew they were not going to be stuck on the ship while the Enforcers had all the fun.

In turn, the Enforcers got ship maintenance lessons and flight training. Dusty, James and Chris believed that the more cross-skilled the team was, the better their survival rate was. The team embraced this philosophy and had a go at every task asked of them.

They all learnt that their magical enhancements assisted them with learning a lot of new skills. Learning quick magical fixes for time-consuming tasks didn’t hurt either. No one complained when Dusty added a ‘keep clean’ spell to the whole ship.

Even after only a week, the team had learnt each other’s weaknesses and strengths, and then they learnt how to compensate for, or use them to their advantage. Learning how to combine their magical gifts in groups of two or three was one such method they employed to great effect.

By the end of the eighteen days, they were a well-oiled team.

Kola wasn’t surprised that when the crew worked in the triads that he had predicted would form, the four teams were amazing.

He also enjoyed watching the dynamics of the crew change as the singles got closer to their couple. He was glad that he, Tale and Que had settled into their triad at the start of the journey. As each day passed, their mental bond seemed to get stronger, and they trusted each other implicitly.

They had even started to develop a psychic link. At the moment, it was mostly feeling strong emotions, but he had heard the odd thought trickle through when the girls were thinking about him.

The sex was great, too. They had tried every type of male-to-female combination and even done same-gender sex. As of yet, they hadn’t settled on a favourite. He was happy to be in whatever gender the girls desired, as he just loved being with both of them. Tale often chose the mix for the night, and he and Que just went with it.

Tale had amazing stamina for a small woman.

Chris had also picked up that when he and Darla worked with Beanie doing magic and combat training, they worked very well as a team.

As the first week passed, the sexual tension between the three had definitely increased. Chris was pleased to see Darla reacting to Beanie when he was with them. He took every opportunity to set them up to work together on a task.

He had even teamed them up for watch duty. However, he was worried the sexual tension was affecting their ability to become a better team. Chris went to check on Darla and Beanie.

They were due to come off watch in half an hour, and he had something planned for them. He hoped it didn’t blow up in his face, but he felt it was time to make his move. He had seen the looks between Beanie and Darla.

Chris had learnt that Beanie was a bit of a character, and he loved swapping genders at any time of the day, and particularly when he was with Darla. He found Beanie just as sexy in either form.

Beanie’s solid chest transformed into a large bust, and he knew Darla, like her girls, to have big tits. He had no objection to size either way.

When Chris entered the bridge, he found Beanie lounging back in his chair with one long, shapely leg propped against the edge of the console and the other slung over the arm of the chair. His suit was open, and his hands were holding his impressive tits out for Darla to inspect.