The engineer nodded, seeming to be comforted. The elevator ascended in silence for a moment, the bridge inching closer and closer. Finally, it came to a stop, and the doors opened onto the bridge. Immediately it became clear that they'd arrived to late to be of much help.

The room had been flooded with tentacles, and all over, the crew were being held down and brutally raped, screaming and crying as they were fucked by the invading tentacle swarm. Dozens of women were held aloft or pinned to the ground, with their uniforms being peeled off their bodies. Their breasts were exposed and groped. Some were in the process of being penetrated, while others already had tentacles steadily pumping into their pussies, asses, and mouths. No girl on the bridge was spared, except one.

Kaitlin ran towards the elevator doors as they opened. "Minerva!" she screamed as she reached out her hand towards her partner, but she was too slow. Tentacles lunged and wrapped around her arms, waist, and legs. Kaitlin screamed as she was lifted into the air, still facing Minerva. Her eyes were wide, filled with tears, as her gun fell uselessly to the floor. More tentacles quickly began to crawl up her body.

The engineer seemed to at least being comforted as the elevator continued to ascended. Except for the brunette’s quiet nod, all was silent in the elevator. Slowly the elevator finally came up to the bridge and opened to Minerva’s worse nightmare.

The bridge was covered in the tentacles. The women seemed to be taken were they stood or in their chairs as they screamed and cried. Some of the women who attempted to get away were being held aloft while the others had been pinned down where sat or stood. Everywhere there was shredded remains of uniform being ripped apart when tentacles wrapped around breasts. Cries shot out as some of the women were being penetrated, while constant gasps and moans as tentacles thrust into their sexes and rear. The unluckiest had tentacles thrusting wildly in their mouths.

Minerva’s partner ran to the elevator, Kaitlin! The purple haired agent reached out with her hand as Minerva reached out with her. However before their hands could connect, tentacles wrapped around Kaitlin’s arms, waist and legs. The agent was pulled into the air as her gun clattered on to the ground. No!!!!! Minerva aimed at the tentacle’s base hopping to shoot Kaitlin free.

The tentacles held Kaitlin up at such an angle that she couldn't get a clear shot on their base. She couldn't shoot without risking the bullet hitting her partner by accident. Minerva had a full view of Kaitlin's suspended body, still clad in her ADD uniform, although not for long. Immediately, the tentacles snaked up her torso, slithering between the valley of her breasts to hook into the front of her uniform. With a sharp tug, the agent's clothing tore away like paper. Kaitlin screamed, struggling against her bonds as the tentacle ripped her uniform further and further. Her bra was shredded with the rest of it, and her firm tits bounced free, hanging naked and perky underneath her.

The tentacle kept ripping, until the entire front of her uniform had been torn away, along with her skirt. Her panties were the last piece of clothing providing any sort of decency on her body, but it seemed they weren't destined to last much longer. Another tentacle raised up and wrapped around the crotch of her panties. With a violent twist, it ripped apart the thin fabric, leaving the shreds clinging uselessly over her ass. From her angle, Minerva could see the other woman's mound, and the outline of her sex. A tentacle rose from beneath Kaitlin, thick and straight and intent on penetrating her.

By then, more tentacles were snaking around, approaching the elevator.

Fuck! The agent rarely cursed but had done so recently in the last few minutes. The tentacles held Kaitlin in such an angle that any shot that even crack shot Minerva could have made would have hit her partner. Instead, the redhead could only look on in horror as a tentacle snaked its way up her body and across her torso. With one quick tug it ripped Kaitlin’s jacket as if it was tissue paper. The tentacle continued to pull further taking anything its path with it. It caught her bra and pulled it way. Kaitlin screamed as her breasts blounced free. The orbs jiggled as the purple haired agent attempted to struggle.

The tentacle continued its path down catching Kaitlin’s skirt and ripping it free. It only took a few seconds for the creature to strip the agent down to her panties, save for the ruined remains of her uniform on her arms. Already another tentacle reached up and twisted her panties until it could rip them free. A third tentacle was already waiting to thrust up into Kaitlin’s exposed lower lips.

Minerva was so shocked she almost didn’t see the tentacles moving around the captured agent and moving to the elevator. The agent shouted in rage as she turned and fired into the tentacles that advancing on the elevator. As she fired she stepped back into the elevator. Sorry!!!! I’m so sorry!!, the agent spoke as she fought back her tears.

The engineer behind Minerva screamed as she stepped back into the elevator, watching in horror as the only other defense agent on the ship was held naked and vulnerable before them. She looked into Minerva's eyes, her own wide with fear and panic, though there was no anger or accusation in them. As the doors began to close, the tentacle beneath her shot upwards, penetrating her. "NAH!" Kaitlin screamed out as the monster began to rape her. Minerva had only a moment to see her body impaled and bouncing on its tentacle cock before the doors closed.

263 once again watched her go. It was still in no hurry, but the fact that the girl had escaped her face twice now intrigued it. It would molest and rape its way through this ship, but it decided then that she would be a special target - one it would chase and toy with for a while. Let her see the perverse debauchery unfold around her as it raped her fellow women one after another. Let her run, and try to escape. It would enjoy the hunt.

It's eyes turned to Kaitlin and lingered for a moment, enjoying the sight of her beautiful body, clad only in tattered remains of her uniform, being ravaged by its tentacles. The other girl liked this one. Although she'd already become a victim, perhaps she would be useful still.

In the elevator, the engineer once more broke down, this time even more panicked than before. "We're doomed!" she wailed. "It's already captured everyone. We're next. It's going to rape us next! What are we going to do?! I don't want to be raped by tentacles!"

The brunette screamed in horror as she pressed herself against the back of the elevator as far as she could get from the tentacles. Minerva could only watch in her in at the poor amber eyes of her partner as Kaitlin seemed to know there was nothing Minerva could do. Katilin let out a loud cry as the tentacle shot up and into her body. As Minerva slammed the elevator button, she was forced her to watch her partner begin bouncing up and down on thick tentacle that was penetrating her over and over again.

The agent hit another button to make the elevator go back down from the orgy on the bridge. She had to think of a solution and think of one quickly. Her eyes were wide with panic at first but she quickly calmed down. The engineer next to her was in more panicked, wailing at how them were doomed to be raped. The agent couldn’t take it any more, she turned and slapped the brunette across the face.

Now you listen to me. As long as we are free, we have a chance to escape this nightmare. You got it. Every minute longer we are free gives the Directorate another minute to respnd.

The agent looked back at the elevator lights and then back to cute brunette who was now holding her cheek. We are going to the ballroom to see if the women there are okay. If they are we are going to make a run for a shuttle and get out here. Got it?

The young engineer touched her cheek gingerly, the slap seeming to have brought her back to at least a few of her senses. She looked up at Minerva, her eyes still wide with panic, but she nodded at her plan. The elevator descended slowly towards the ballroom. There was no way to tell what would await them once they finally reached it, and the anxiety built in anticipation.

Finally, the doors opened on what appeared to be an entirely normal scene. The pageant was continuing on, with no one seeming to be aware of what was taking place elsewhere on the ship, although some service members huddled in a corner, seemingly trying to get a grasp on the situation. The show seemed to have moved on to some sort of interview portion. Lara Steele was on stage with the contestants, holding a microphone up to each of them in turn as she asked them questions. Three dozen beautiful women were in one stage, with as many in the audience or behind the curtain, with a rape-driven monster swarming unseen through the ship. The outcome seemed easy enough to guess.

Lara made her way over to Cleo Mahe, asking her some asinine question about political affairs a super model had no business being required to answer.

For the moment the engineer looked at the Lieutenant in the same way a deer looked at the oncoming car. She at least nodded to Minerva’s plan focused enough for now to follow the agent and not make things to worse. The elevator seemed to take forever as it returned to the ballroom. Anxiety built as they waited on the door to open to see what it awaited them.

Well, I think we should help the Trixian people find a new place in galaxy, one that would not interfere with the other peoples. The galaxy is big enough for everyone. Cleo Mahe had leaned into the microphone so that her cleavage could be seen on camera as well as her diamond on her white choker. She smiled as she responded to the hostess, Lara Steele.

Rei tried to hide her concern. She had seen Lieutenant Minerva Rocha off at the edge of the ballroom. The two had trained together, before Rei went AWOL and became an outlaw during their training. The redhead had a habit of wearing a pink skirt, and even with her contacts Rei could spot the Direcorate agent in the pink skirt. She had left a few minutes ago just before the entire ship jerked to the starboard. Most of the women assumed that the ship was maneuvering around some debris and the producer had told the staff to send a message to the bridge to be more careful.

The staff however, seemed to be huddled in the corner and out of the way chatting wildly about something. An elevator opened and Rei saw a pink skirted agent and an some woman in a protective suit. Is the agent holding a gun? This can’t be good. The young agent moved quietly to the crew to talk to them.

Lara said something and Cleo came back to reality. Oh sorry, Ms. Steele. I think the galaxy would be a lot better off if we did shared cookies instead of fought for territorial dominance. The pirate hoped that would answer what ever Ms. Steele was asking. The outlaw really wanted to know what was going on board, but there was nothing she could do until Ms. Steele had finished asking the three dozen beautiful girls their thoughts on the political scene and other stupid questions.

"Um, okay..." Lara seemed uncertain about that last answer, but not wholly surprised by its lack of substance. She rolled her eyes before starting to move on to the next contestant - an alien woman with lavender hair and red eyes, and probably the prettiest smile on the ship. As she transitioned, Lara glanced at the hubbub taking place in the corner, but carried on as if nothing was happening. "Miss El'arc, interplanetary traffic lanes are becoming more and more crowded, and the burden is falling on travelers to cover the costs. How do you..." Her next question droned on.

Unfortunately for the women aboard, 263 wasn't nearly as interested in the girls' answers as the girls themselves. None of the crew had proper training to deal with Raktar infestations, and while they remained confused and inactive, 263 had been spreading through the infrastructure of the ship. Now, his eyes watched from shadows and crannies on the ceiling, his own personal cameras of the event, as his tentacles encircled the room, finding entryways where no one thought to look. It spotted the woman who had escaped it twice, but focused on the other women lining the stage. It would let her watch their fate as well. Finally, it decided on its next of many targets.

It didn't take the audience long to see the tentacles slither from beneath the stage, nor could El'arc miss them. Her beautiful smile disappeared, and she suddenly screamed. Lara Steele wheeled around, but it was already too late. The tentacles surged towards Lara, wrapping around her waist and lifting her into the air. The woman shouted and struggled as she was hoisted up, but was as powerless as a doll in their grip.

The hostess gave issue a puzzled look at Cleo, before she rolled her eyes. The young pirate knew she screwed up, though she remained in character for a pageant entry. The brunette moved on to the contestant, the beautiful El’arc. The alien had lovely lavender hair and red eyes that was as stunning as Rei’s hidden ones, but it was her smile that was going to make her the pageant queen. At least with Lara now moving on to the next contestant, Rei could keep an eye on Minerva and what she was up to.

A scream brought Rei’s attention back over to left, where El’arc was screaming and backing away from the front of the stage. The outlaw attention then focused on the tentacles that slithering out from beneath the stage and began to flow towards the women standing on the sage. The hostess Lara Steele, was the first victim, a tentacle wrapped around her waist and effortlessly lifted her up in the air. Rei knew she had to act and immediately looked for an edge of the stage where she can jump off and into the audience.

Minerva was directing the crew trying to get them to guide the audience to a better location. She was turning to talk to the producer when she heard a scream from the stage. Minerva looked up at the stage and watched in horror as tentacles lashed out capturing the host and going after any woman that was on stage. The time was move was now. Minerva turned to the crew, Grab whoever you can and get them to the shuttle bay. We need to get them to safety now! The agent aimed her pistol and fired at some of the tentacles that were not directly in front of the pageant contestants on stage.

The tentacles lifted Lara Steele off the ground as panic set in among the crowd, and the contestants began to flee as best they could in their confining formal clothes. The crew and audience rose as quickly as they could, too. Lara was screaming in surprise and fear, thrashing against the tentacles, but to no avail. More of the tendrils lunged forth, wrapping their way through her clothing and tearing it from her body effortlessly. Her ample breasts hung free for all to see as another tentacle moved underneath her. "No, please!" the young woman begged. "Help me! Someone, don't let it... NO!" She screamed again as the tentacle plunged inside her, and Lara Steele was raped, live on broadcast.

Tentacles swarmed over the stage, streaking towards the contestants. Some tripped in their panic to get away, others simply couldn't run fast enough. 263 grabbed them all, pinning some into the ground and hoisting others into the air. Its eyes gazed over its feast as tentacles began to peel away dresses and gowns, exposing their flat stomachs, perfect breasts, and groomed crotches. Lustful vines plunged into their holes, and despairing cries and reluctant moans filled the room as girl after girl fell to being a fucktoy for the insatiable beast. The stage was soon an orgy of rape, the most beautiful women in the galaxy bound and ravaged by the powerful tentacles.

The tentacles came for Rei as well, arching indiscriminately towards her, the same as every other contestant. They hadn't managed to surround her, and there was still an escape to her back, though the creature expected her to be as slow in her dress as the other women.

Rei like many of the contestants, attempted to flee as the hostess was raised into the air. She could hear screams of panic coming from the crowd as well as her fellow contestants on the stage. From all the noise it seemed like the audience had descended into chaos. There were not more shots being fired as no doubt Minerva had been caught up in wave of audience and crew that attempting to get away.

Still many of the women looked up in stunned horror, as Ms. Steele was attempting to pull her self free from the vice like grip. Tentacles moved towards the lovely brunette ripping apart from the front of her dress making Lara’s breasts bounce free for the abandoned cameras to observe. She pleaded for help but there almost everyone was in the process of fleeing and the one that could have done anything didn’t have a clear shot. A tentacle shot underneath her dress as Lara head jerked back in the shock of being penetrated.

But she was not the only one in trouble. Everywhere on the stage there was tentacles. Many of the contestants attempted to get away but they were too slow. Some like Amanda Kelly tripped and fell, while others like the lovely El’arc had not backed away quick enough. The tentacles did not discriminated grabbing where they stood and fell. Those that were on the ground were pinned down as tentacles ripped apart their gowns. Those that were standing were lifted into the air where the shredded remains of their clothes rained down on the stage. Soon all were screaming and moaning as tentacles began to ravage the most beautiful women in the galaxy.

Only by luck, that Cloe had not been caught by tentacles, though they were coming for her as well. The pirate gave up her disguise, taking her wig off and throwing at a tentacle for it to grab. She up the slit in her dress and pulled out a derringer she had strapped to her thigh. As Rei began to run to back, she fired a shot at nearest tentacle in hopes of driving it off. The now obviously platinum blonde attempted to move back as fast as her dress would allow her.

The entire room was chaos. The tentacles had reached the audience by now, picking the beautiful women out of the crowd and raping them as mercilessly as the ones on stage. Others had burst from backstage, capturing the staff and stagehands as they attempted to flee. They, too, were dragged on stage, half naked and screaming in terror. Their breasts, asses, and pussies were held on display as they were all fucked senseless for the cameras to see.

The tentacle shooting towards Rei twisted as her bullet impacted into it, seeming to make it squirm with pain. Clearly, these things didn't very much like getting shot. However, the violence only seemed to attract the attention of a nearby swarm, and a number of them turned towards her. There were clearly too many of them for her to shoot, and they began to approach steadily. While 263 was no less eager to fuck her than any of the other women, it decided that her violent resistance had earned her a slow rape.

Just as the tentacles drew near, Debra ran out behind her. "This way!" she screamed as she slammed her body against a stage door, forcing it open. She held it and waved Rei frantically towards her.