Chapter 1: Egging Her On

A blonde-haired girl in pigtails stood sweating in the large storeroom of a ship hurtling through deep space. She set down the heavy box that she was carrying and blew air out through her mouth.

"I hate inventory day," she said. Her name was Charlotte. Her freckled face was lined with beads of sweat and her fair skin was pink from exertion. She wore a cutoff T-shirt that bared her tight tummy and her cute belly button. She bent down and picked up the box again, causing her tight shorts to ride up into the crack of her ample bum. The clingy fabric clung to and canoodled each wobbly cheek.

Charlotte set the box on a shelf and turned around to fetch another one. As she turned, her shorts betrayed the bulge of a long, thin girl-cock tucked between her legs.

"It's not so bad," Daisy replied. Daisy was new to the courier service. Everything about her, from her mop of light brown hair with a bow on top, the soft swell of her baby-fat cheeks, to her chubby torso, screamed "young and naive". Only her wide, fat ass, even larger than Charlotte's, seemed to belong to a woman.

Charlotte turned to look at Daisy. She was bent over a palette, cutting some plastic off a box of newly-arrived supplies.Her V-necked shirt gaped open, revealing her hanging banana-shaped titties with puffy nipples that turned up at the end like curious puppy noses.

Daisy looked up at Charlotte with her big eyes and said, "Whatcha thinkin'?"

In truth, Charlotte was trying to decide if she wanted pat Daisy on the head and send her on her way, or bend her over a crate and fuck her silly.

Before she could answer, the intercom buzzed. It was Mandy in the crew lounge. "Hey girls," she said, "There's a message incoming."

"That's odd, we weren't supposed to get a new mission until Tuesday," Charlotte said. "C'mon, we'd better go see what it is."

Mandy was sitting at the metal table in the center of the room. Charlotte eyed her pink and blonde-streaked hair, her grey T-shirt billowed out by a pair of soft pale breasts. Charlotte knew from experience that her jubblies were capped by a pair of sensitive pink nipples.

"What's going on?" Charlotte said.

"There's message is from Leonis 2," she said. "It looks like some kind of distress call."

She pressed a button and the screen filled with the image of a bald man's head. He began to speak: "Attention, all passing ships. This is an urgent message from the colony on Leonis 2. We are in urgent need of food. Our crop harvest has failed and we aren't to be extracted for another 7 days. There are two hundred of us. We're sick and hungry. We need food and medical supplies right away. Please, our situation is dire!"

Daisy's eyes went wide. "We have to help them," she said.

Mandy and Charlotte glanced at each other and nodded. Mandy turned to a console on the wall. She clicked an icon labelled "Autopilot override" and punched in some keystrokes. "I set the autopilot to take us to the colony. We'll be there in six hours."

Mandy typed in a reply, speaking aloud as she did. "This is the courier vessel Amphora 3. We will be arriving in six hours. We have medical supplies and food for 200. Hold tight!" She clicked the "Send Reply" button.

Daisy, looking over her shoulder, spoke: "Hey, Mandy? We did just get all those medical supplies. I know because I unloaded them. But where are we going to get food for 200 people?"

Mandy smiled. "Honey, we're couriers. We may not have food, but we have ways to make food."

Daisy looked confused. "What ways?"

Charlotte came up behind Daisy and tossed an arm around her. She put her hand up Daisy's shirt and rubbed her belly, squeezing the chub around Daisy's deep belly button. "In here," she said. With her other hand, she cupped Daisy's heart-shaped ass. "And in here."

The three girls went to the storeroom and started searching for things to make into food. Charlotte rummaged around on a low shelf, tossing aside cans and boxes in search of something. Daisy, who had just straightened up that section, chewed her lip in consternation.

"Found it!" Charlotte cried. She pulled out a metal cage with slits in the top. It was labeled, "Biological specimen. Danger."

Charlotte tipped the box on its end, reached inside, and pulled out a blue arthropod. It looked like a clawless lobster, with six legs, a fat midsection, and a long tail that curled up over its back.

"What is that!" Daisy exclaimed.

"Reticulan egg-scorpion," Mandy called from across the room. "They're parasites that lay their eggs in a host. On Gamma Reticuli they use livestock to incubate the eggs."

Charlotte cut in. "It's like having a cow and a chicken in the same animal!"

Daisy bit her lip again, her hand going to her tummy. "And you're going to put those in me?"

Mandy nodded. "Scorpion eggs are high in protein and easy to cook. Just the thing to feed lots of people in a hurry."

"How many eggs will there be?" Daisy asked.

"Well normally each scorpion lays 10 to 20 eggs," Charlotte said. "But these ones have been genetically engineered to have much bigger ovaries. She flipped the animal over, causing it to squirm in protest.

"See all those bluish bulges there? Those are eggs. This one's probably got 70 or 80 eggs." She paused. "Plus we have two of them."

Daisy started to protest, "I don't know, will it hurt?"

Charlotte calmed her. "It's not so bad. You'll get really big, but it might even feel kind of good. We'll help you through it."

"Come lay down over here," Charlotte said. She motioned to a spare cot in the corner of the storeroom. Daisy laid down on her back.

"Okay, you're going to want to be naked for this," Mandy said. "It could get kind of messy."

Daisy pulled her shirt up over her head. Her tuberous titties, a shade paler than the rest of her body, flopped free and hung on her chest. She slid her pants and panties down her thick thighs and pushed them off the end of the cot.

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