Chapter 11

With the lightning-fast whip of her arm, Ultra Woman sent thirteen Zoolian pirates sprawling onto the deck. The reptilian raiders, in dazzling combinations of colors, swarmed around her. Each pirate carried a weapon or tool that defied understanding. Their equipment did not look like they were all from the same maker. Some looked like weird vegetables, others were shimmering crystals, and most were some combination of metal and plastic.

The Zoolians were running about, trying to stop her forward progress into the central portion of the ship.

“Should’ve hung a ‘No Trespassing’ sign!” Ultra Woman’s voice cut through the clamor of battle. “If I knew this was the reception I would get, I would have sent you my calling card.”

A teal and chocolate-colored Zoolian approached, holding an object that resembled a cubist’s interpretation of a turkey leg. With a war cry on his tongue, he rushed at Ultra Woman from behind. Swinging his club with all his strength, he aimed for Ultra Woman. The blow struck the back of her thigh, sending shivers up the Zoolian’s arms. His numbed fingers let go of the tool as he backed away, watching Ultra Woman turn to face him. As he tumbled backward, the advancing wave of his comrades quickly swallowed him.

Ultra Woman laughed, a musical sound as multicolored lizard men surrounded her. “You could have set out cake and coffee and had a nice long chat!”

The Zoolians charged at Ultra Woman with a thunderous roar, their weapons roaring alongside them. Swiftly evading each strike, her cape billowed behind her, concealing her movements. Displaying her incredible agility, she effortlessly kicked a pirate into the air, causing him to crash onto the metallic floor with a resounding clang. Meanwhile, another pirate swung his orange crystal-like blade through empty space, only to find Ultra Woman suddenly appearing behind him. In a single fluid motion, she seized his leg and spun him around like a rag doll before sending him crashing down to the ground. The resulting thud echoed ominously through the room.

Falling back again, the Zoolians gaped at the goddess in their midst. Their fear warred with their lust, their desire to possess her perfect body at odds with their terror of the Warmaster’s wrath.

A shrill, electronic cry pierced through the noise, instantly capturing everyone’s attention. All eyes turned towards the colossal steel doors of the docking bay as they smoothly slid aside, revealing a mysterious dark green light emanating from within. As the doors parted, a peculiar object floated into view, resembling a colossal silver egg that had been split in half.

Inside this strange contraption, a bloated gray and red striped figure sat upon an ostentatious golden throne, its red eyes glaring down at the pirates. It wore a pair of massive golden rings on each fist, and around its neck was a pendant with a disk of bronze the size of a dinner plate.

Also within the floating machine was A small mannikin in yellow and pink sitting in a padded chair, its trembling fingers working diligently across a complex control board. However, the figure perched on the edge of the hovercraft immediately caught Ultra Woman’s attention.

“So that’s what a Zoolian female looks like,” Dawn said.

The female’s finely textured skin was a brilliant sky blue with yellow stripes over her back, arms, and legs. Her three eyes were golden in an oddly delicate-looking face. Her sinewy body was clad in a gauzy garment in bright red. The female had no breasts, as far as Dawn could see. But the blue and yellow Zoolian’s body held a sensuality and strength, a grace that seemed to put her above the bloated creature on its throne.

The pirates parted on either side to let their lord and master float by them. Dozens of voices started to chant as one as the Warmaster made his procession.

FFRROOGG FFRROOGG FFRROOGG FFRROOGG FFRROOGG

Ultra Woman stood with her hands on her hips as the hovering machine stopped about ten feet before her. Ultra Woman’s introduction was interrupted by the blast of sound from a speaker built into the device.

“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY SHIP?!”

Ultra Woman crinkled her nose at the gray and red blob’s rudeness. “I was going to say so before you decided to blast my eardrums, buddy!” Ultra Woman fixed her eyes on Warmaster Ffrroogg and shook her head. “Shouldn’t expect hospitality from pirates, though, I suppose.”

Ultra Woman soared onto the metallic egg deck, startling the pink and yellow clown who ducked behind Ffrroogg’s golden throne. Ffrroogg balked and sputtered in outrage as the scantily armored female strode forward.

Crossing her arms beneath her prodigious tits, Dawn made her introduction. “I am Ultra Woman. Protector of the Solar System. You and your pirates are not welcome here. Return to your world and leave the Earth alone.”

The blue and yellow Zoolian slid off her perch, stepping toward Ultra Woman. She assessed the intruder with gold-flecked eyes before emitting a throaty click.

The lithe creature glided to Ultra Woman and threw her arms around Dawn’s neck. “My name is Ghola. If you kill Ffrroogg, I will gladly be your plaything.”

Ultra Woman felt her blood go hot at the sinuous way Ghola moved her body against hers. Ultra Woman wrapped her arms around the Zoolian, her hands caressing the robust and supple body. Ghola turned around in Ultra Woman’s embrace and ground her beautiful backside against her. Ultra Woman pulled down the gauzy dress and felt over the sinewy, supple body. The volcanic heat she felt bubbling beneath the surface of Ghola’s sky-blue skin sent a thrill of desire through the transformed Earth woman.

Ultra Woman murmured into the shell-like depression that served as an ear for Zoolians. “I’m not going to kill the fat toad. I just want him to take his ugly buddies back to where he came from and leave my world alone. But you? Oh, I’m bringing you back home with me, sister!”

Dawn Beaumont was shocked at herself. It may be one thing to get ravished by a weird reptile man from beyond the stars (it was still a man at the end of the day). But as she took in the alien loveliness she held, Dawn marveled at the changes not just without her body but within her own mind.