“Sounds like a plan. I'll hack into the ignition systems here.”

“And I'll get to sabotaging the other vehicles to save you some time.”

Mint searched for tools in the hanger leaving Char to work and her to the computer. By the time she got to it there was a cheer from the distant guards. It sounded as if they got a bit closer, whatever they were saying to one another had been in their native tongue which she did not understand. It was almost as if they were encouraging something on.

They were making progress it sound. Slow but steady. Too slow to be using keys but too fast for sawing through bars of the doors or otherwise forcing them.

The computer was in basic so it was easy to figure out. It was tougher working out the passwords but the system was old and she realized it was easy to bypass by resetting the system, entering in new information and setting a new password. It wasn't as simple as just resetting it though, she had to delete everything and put it all back in as if for the first time again. It was both a boon and a bane as simple as it was.

To add a bit of pressure she heard the Hezrou progressing at last. Clearly those were sounds of encouragement. She had just reset the entire system, called to Mint who scrambled into the shuttle and had been half way there herself when creatures flooded into the hanger. Half a dozen, perhaps more, those boneless slime creatures that she fought before in the arena.

Neither of the others knew, this time she was armed with a blaster but that did not stop them from rushing straight at her. With their appearance it was easy to see that the Hezrou were encouraging them to do something to the doors as they could easily squeeze between bars.

The three women agreed quickly as they split up. Char went to work on the ignition systems while Mint went to work sabotaging the other ships. Celine concentrated on the computer in front of her. It was their best chance of getting out of this mess.
Disturbingly there was a cheer that went the Hezrou off in the distance. It sounded that they were closer than before. Celine didn’t hear how they were making progress, but it seemed like they were. They were making some of noises in what she assumed what was their native tongue, it seemed like some sort of encouragement.

With the amount of noise the Hezrou were making, it was rather easy for the agent to track their progress. She knew they weren’t sawing through the bars, but how they were making through was unknown to her.

The computer was not modern by any means, it was hard to imagine that they would run this kinda of outfit with such a primitive system. She had to reset the system, which meant that she had to spend precious minutes deleting the data and reentering something that would allow her to gain control. It was easy to manipulate just very time consuming, given the approaching guards progress as their cheers got louder and louder.

Fortunately she had the computer reset the way she wanted to. The Hezrou were already at the door to the hanger. Mint, hurry we are leaving. The blonde agent ran as fast as she could only see the hanger begin to fill with slime creatures. Ah crap! They have released the arena monsters.

She turned her blaster on them and fired, but there must have been at least a half dozen of them. She just had to hope she can keep them at bay as she backed up towards the shuttle to get on abordd and away.

Firing at the creatures had a similar effect as stabbing a fork through jello. Their bodies offered up a little resistance as the lasers hit, the explosion splattering the slime but did little damage as they drew themselves back together.

The electrical weapons seemed to affect them more but this slowed them somewhat. Hearing shots in the hanger Mint appeared on the ramp of their exit vehicle once more. She began firing too, the slimes were slowed and she may have made it if it were only the slimes they were dealing with. There were Hezrou too, they did not rush forward but a group of them were outside the hanger shooting in at them from the sides of the doors.

Only two fired in, there were probably more but they were unable to contribute to the ordeal. With cover they were tougher to hit and but up enough of an obstacle to prevent her from racing toward the shuttle thus giving the slime more time to recover.

From behind her the hanger doors began to open at a signal from the shuttle. Then the shuttle began to move, slowly, the ramp still down with Mint on it still firing at targets, hitting the slimes as they reformed then shooting at the Hezrou to prevent them from storming the hanger too if that had been their intention.

It looked as if Char picked up on the fact that she couldn't get to them and thus made it easier by closing that distance. Things got a bit more complicated when there were shots from behind her that just missed from the pair of Hezrou that were there in the event that the hanger doors opened she guessed.

They ducked out of sight as the shuttle fired at them, clearly missing as it was not calibrated to target smaller things but it gave her the time necessary to board the shuttle. The ramp came up and even when the Hezrou hit the shuttle they were incapable of damaging it. The shuttle was a short range ship, one used to get into low orbit and dock with another mostly used to ferry cargo back and forth between larger ships and the planet or to use to get to various points on the planet itself. A longer space voyage was out, but that was what Scorch was for, assuming everything went well on her end.

As they blasted out of the hanger the two Hezrou there began shooting, the first shot to hit felt like a stone being thrown against the ship, the following were the harmless hits of a blaster. More shots joined in as the other Hezrou rushed trough the hanger but they were ineffectual as well. Both of the women glanced to her as if silently asking her what now. For the time being Char simply blasted away from the scene.

Her shots did little effect for on the slime creature that were advancing upon her. The shots were going through the slime having no effect other than making the creature to the stop for a moment to put themselves back.

Fortunately the uncovered agents, Mint had heard the fight going on outside the shuttle and steped out to join the fight. Her shots from her weapon was electrical in nature which seemed to slow the slimes down. However they were more than just the slimes here, at least two Hezrou also shot from behind cover.

The Hezrou were not willing to run out into the open, which probably kept their contributions to this fight at a minimum. Still their shots was giving Mint difficulty as she attempted to get back to the shuttle before it was too late.

Already the hanger doors began to open, to allow the shuttle to make its escape. However the shutte began to move slowly its door down so that the pair of women still out in the hanger could make their escape. Mint was firing to keep the slimes back and the occasional Hezrou. Celine had no choice with her shots, she could only fire on the Hezrou if she wanted her shots to count.

Fortunately, Char seemed to understand her fellow slaves’ plight and she began to back up the shuttle. There was shots now coming from the front of shuttle too, as the hanger bay doors were now open. It appeared the Hezrou planned ahead and placed some of their guards at the hanger door in case the women were attempting to escape.

Char fired back using whatever weapons the shuttle had. It had the effect of making the guards scatter, even though any shot Char make was only going to hit by luck rather than talent. The Hezrou ducked away from the shuttle. It gave Celine and Mint the opportunity to jump on board the shuttle so they could finally escape. The shuttle blasted out of the hanger to the relative safety of outside the compound.

Okay, now we need to go to these coordinates. The undercover agent pointed them out on the navigation screen. I have a friend who can pick us up. I just have to communicate with her and she come right down. Celine smiled as she spoke, We just have to do a little bit more and we will be free.

Char nodded, programming the coordinates in. Things were not over, not just yet. They seemed to simmer down for a small moment before a shuttle opened up on them. Some sort of law enforcement? Freelance criminals? It was clear that it wasn't the Hezrou from the arena as hose ships were not useable.

“Shit. They must of hit us with a homing device. Hang tight.”

The ship itself wouldn't get them far off planet any way but it was what they were fleeing in. Char ended up in a chase with their pursuers, flying between narrow buildings, through construction sites narrowly avoiding pillars as they were being erected.

Two other ships showed up along the way. No matter what the ship would be tracked but Char took the round about way doing two things. One was loosing their tail. The second was getting close to their destination.

The first was not possible if they did have a homing device on them loosing a tail was brief until they came back in range to pick up the device once more.

“We'll have to ditch the ship.”

Char nodded again, did her best to shake the ships only to set down. As they exited they could see the tracer attached to the ship that the Hezrou had to hit them with. It was magnetic and could be peeled away with ease now that they had stopped and been out of the ship.

The other vessels would soon be upon them, at best they lost them for a minute or two but able to remove the device now did they risk using the ship again or attempt to make it to their destination on foot?

Quickly Char began to be program Celine’s coordinates. For a small moment it seemed that the escaped slaves could finally relax. However they soon fired upon by a shuttle that they didn’t recognize. It was definitely not the Hezrou, but somebody else had been called in to track down the girls.

Char was convinced they hit by a homing device. She immediately begin to do what she could to avoid their pursuers. She quickly dive through narrow buildings and through construction sites. There was at least one instance where Celine was sure she slam into a pillar as it was in the process of being erected.

Two other ships soon began to join in the chase. Char did her best to try to evade the ships but as soon as one was lost another seemed to pick the fleeing winning and they would catch them. And they were running out of time as well, as they found themselves near the destination. But there was no way the trip could land and expect not to be caught by whoever was following them. And that was if they were lucky.

Mint suggested they land and abandoned the ship. Char agreed and quickly made one last mad death-defying move before she landed the ship as soon as she could. As they touched down Celine and Mint quickly jump out where Celine spotted the tracer on the ship. It was some sort of weapon launched magnetic device. Celine could pull it off without any problem.

One moment. She looked around for a vehicle that was about to move and tried to attach it to that. If she could even if they got away on foot they their pursuers would be lost for a while. Else they might be able to use the shuttle for the last leg of their escape.

The homing device came off with marginal effort. The magnet was strong but not so strong that she was unable to gt it off. Finding another vehicle to attach it too had been a synch. Even if it did not by them a ton of time each second helped.

Three attractive woman running from the scene drew the eyes of various aliens, especially her given the size of her chest as her tits bounced. Their attire did not help any either. Before long they found themselves chased on foot as well.

In the beginning they were an oddity. Then someone must have had the idea of turning them in for money or perhaps to get in good graces of their owner. They may or may not have known who that was but the idea spread that there would be a reward.

Fortunately the aliens ahead of them were stunned enough before joining in the pursuit and Mint had no problems with knee capping those that grew too close. Char held off in firing her weapon.

Not far now, she could see the space port. The ramp was down on an older style ship and she could see Scorch speaking with a large alien. She went wide eyed when seeing the throng of aliens in pursuit of them and ran up the ramp of the ship.

Rather than the ramp lifting up she could see Scorch enter the cockpit, getting the ship ready for departure heedless of flight control. And that was when she had been blinded side by an alien at the port that pieced everything together quicker than others had. Arms wrapped around her waist, other hands groped her sizable assets an others still grabbed at her arms in an effort to secure them.

“No need to be in a hurry toots.” The raspy voice of the multiple armed serpent-like creature chimed so close to her ear.

With a bit effort, the device came off. The device’s magnetic strength was fairly good, but that was to prevent it from falling off from an accident bump. Celine was able to quickly to attach another moving vehicle and trio began running again.

Sadly, three barely clothed women drew all sorts of stares from the various aliens in town. Especially the well-endowed blonde running with them. Before long the poor escapees found themselves being chased by the local populace as well.

For the most part, the women were seen as oddity, just something to admire as they ran past. Then apparently, somebody got the idea that the women might be wanted by their owners and the possibility of reward encouraged the aliens to join the chase.

Fortunately by the time most aliens could pursue, the women were way ahead of them. For the ones who quickly joined the chase or had the speed to overcome their initial disadvantage, were shot in the knee by Mint to slow them down.

The trio were, by now, at the spaceport. Celine pointed to the older style ship that was Scorch’s ride. Already the redhead eyes went wide as she ran up the ramp and headed to cockpit to get the ship started. This was going to be close escape.

They were almost there, only a quick dash to go and the trio would escape. That when she let out a stunned gasped as something slammed into her side. Before she knew it a pair of arms had wrapped around her waist, while another pair each grabbed one of her sizable breasts. Others hands seemed to be attempting to secure the agent’s arms.

The serpent alien seemed to be securing her. LET. ME. GO!!!! The agent took one her arms and threw elbow into the alien’s solar plexus as hard as she could to attempt to stun him so she could escape.

She soon felt something hard press against her backside, the alien was clearly aroused. Her breasts squeezed as she tossed an elbow back to little effect as she hit the slab of muscle. By then Char was already up the ramp of the ship too before she cried out. Mint at the bottom of the ramp swung around just as she felt fangs press into her shoulder.

The pain was brief and felt no worse then getting an injection but worse was the flood of venom. She could already feel the tingling sensation of the venom gathered near the wound.

Closer still was Mint's shot that was just over that shoulder. A head shot, she could smell the charred scaly flesh of the creature. Fingers slackened on her breasts, other aliens closing in.

“COME ON!”

With her heart pumping and the rush of adrenaline that venom worked quicker. Mint fired at the crowd warning shots that back them up long enough for her to get to the ship. The ramp was still coming up with Mint shouting that they were on and thus the ship blasted off the planet.

Not that it was over. She could feel that toxin heating her. An aphrodisiac without a doubt, she felt hot, soon aroused, but nothing indicated a deadly poison. “Let's get that wound seen to, agent,” Mint indicated about the shoulder wound.

Char was rushing back from the cockpit a worried look on her features. “We're not out of the woods yet. They've already launched ships to intercept! Either of you trained in starship gunnery?”

Mint was and headed off leaving Celine in the care of her fellow escapee. “Alright, I think sick bay is this way,” Char moved in closer.

Blasting off like they did would draw attention but a quick response like this probably meant the spaceports were placed on high alert. In any case they would have a brief dog fight before leaping into hyperspace if they were unlucky, there was no telling how far out that they were.

The alien soon had some hard and warm pressed against her rear. It was clear he was aroused, and seemed her efforts to simply excite the alien as he squeezed her breasts. Mint swung around almost immediately after Celine shot. Celine soon let out a shocked shout as she felt fangs pressed into her shoulder.

For was a brief pain, but it soon passed. However that soon that was the flood of venom through her veins. Before long she already beginning to feel a tingling sensation.

Suddenly a shot over the agent’s shoulder. She could smell charred flesh from behind her, fingers began to lose their grip on her breasts.

The agent broke free and began to run to the ship. She could feel the heat of the venom moving through her body with every heartbeat. Soon she was able to make her way up to the ramp to the relative safety of the ship.

As soon as she was aboard, Celine could feel her body was becoming very heated. Her breasts had perked up as if they highly aroused. Mint already told Celine that she needed to get her shoulder wound attended to.

Before Celine could say anything. Char arrived explaining that there ships inbound attempt to intercept the escaping women.

Mint was already heading to a gunnery station while Char moved to take of Celine. Ah w-wait I c-can man a w-weapon….

Hopefully the women already had enough of a head start to get away. Celine did not know, she did realize that there would mostly like be an ongoing fight as they try to get far enough off the planet to get to hyperspace.

“You're not in any shape too,” Char glanced to the wound. Her obvious arousal evident with the two puncture wounds indicating a large snake bite. Lead to the infirmary she sat at the edge of the examination table.

There was no medical droid here. Many ships had them for extra cost but his being an escape vessel getting one was impractical seeing that they were going to ditch the vessel soon any way.

But it was stocked with supplies. Char cleaned the wound and applied a bandage over it, her fingers felt warm as did the cloths she used to clean the little blood from the region first.

“There's no anti-venom ...” Char announced. It seemed quite clear that the venom wasn't lethal. The ship made a few sharp maneuvers and the pair occasional felt the vibrations caused by lasers making near misses on them.

Once or twice the ship lurched, hit by the pursuers but the shields held.

“Two ways to deal with it,” Char mentioned as those violent vibrations ceased but the sharp maneuvers still occurred. They at left atmosphere and those violent shocks did not have the atmosphere to transmit those blasts of the laser near misses. They were still occurring but in space that factor was absent now.

“One is to let the venom run it's course, I doubt it will last longer then an hour, most of the venom was around the wound and didn't seep in. The other ...”

Char fell silent, a hand dropping briefly to the curve of her breast instead of finishing that statement

Char was direct in her explanation. Celine could feel the heat from flowing through her body as Char lead the undercover agent further back in the ship. Soon the pair of escapees found themselves in the infirmary.

The ship was not equipped with a medical droid, probably because Scorch was planning on ditching the vessel as soon as they got away.

Still the infirmary was far from empty, it was stocked with plenty of supplies. Already Char began to clean the wound before she applied a bandage.

Celine gasped as she felt Char’s fingers across her wound. The ship jerked as a few sharp maneuvers occurred. Vibrations seemed to indicate that there was the ship was still caught up in an intense dogfight with pursuers.

Occasionally the ship, shook from a powerful hit. The lights would go out for a moment before returning to normal.

The ship seemed to be still dodged enemy fire even as Char explained what Celine would choices they had to deal with the venom if they did not have any anti-venom. By now laser blasts no longer caused the ship to shake. Probably because the vessel had finally escaped the atmosphere though it seemed that ship was still in the combat.

Char explained that the venom would probably only last an hour at most since the venom did not seem to get deep into Celine’s well endowed body.

But Char had another idea to burn it out, Celine let out a soft moan as she felt a hand caress one of her breasts.

She had been left with a choice. While she had no accepted Char's advances neither had she denied hem Maybe that moan had been approval of sorts. Her top stripped away from her. Soon lips had been upon a breast consuming it as she was guided back to the table.

There were more evasive maneuvers as a tongue tracked over a nipple and a hand flowed down her abdomen. When she pulled away from hat breast she grinned reaching to her hips and removing the rest of her clothes unless stopped.

Down her legs she grasped her ankles, widened them and lowered down to her knees. Her tongue skimming around that labia, flicked over her clit a few times and peeking up to her face before bringing that tongue slowly against her slit first up then down as she teased it, repeating the process as her hands left her ankles.

One reaching up towards a breast, the other rubbing a finger directly over her clit.