[OOC: This is a short story, I wrote over the holidays. It is a companion story to Like Rats on a Sinking Ship told from the point of the view of the poor communication technician is caught on the PA system. I don't know if I'm happy with the name of title.]

Kaitlin Tolan stood a break for a moment to stand up from position in the Auxiliary Communications Room. The communications room had been extremely warm today and the comm. technician pulled her shoulder length purple hair back to wipe the sweat off her brow. The young woman looked absolutely stunning in her short black dress, something she was able to convince the captain of the Pandora to let her where it while she was on duty. She still wore her red service jacket over the dress and a matching beret when she was on duty. A pair of black boots completed the outfit.

After brushing her hair and stretching a little, the purple haired woman sat back down to do her task. Her brown eyes looked over the main display that was tracking securities movements. She was to keep tract of the ship’s security, security that was hunting something that had recently escaped containment. She didn’t know any of details, she was just to monitor the progress of the security teams as the comb the ships looking for the creature. The security personnel was to report in every ten minutes where they are, and report in immediately if they saw the creature. If a security person didn’t respond in on time, then the rest of team would know where to look.

That part scared Kaitlin, that people were going missing on the Pandora. One of the finest warships in the ADD fleet, and people were going missing. Still as long Kaitlin stayed out of the dangerous areas where the expected the creature was, she was okay. And when she was in the Auxiliary Communication Room she had a blast door to protect her from anyone getting in. It sucked that she had keep that information away from some of the crew who assumed that section of ship was simply under quarantine.

It also sucked that that it was so hot in the Comm Room. I think it died in the environmental controls, Kaitlin said to no one in particular. Lieutenant Allen, head of security, immediately responded. “No comments unless they pertained to the mission.” She was always a stubborn bitch who was a stickler for detail. “We have techs looking into the problem now, just do your job. Allen, out.”

Kaitlin covered her mic as she make mockly copied Allen’s last words, Just do your job. The purple haired woman stuck her tongue as if Allen was in the room to see her. It made her feel a little better but the act alone did nothing to help with the heat. The Comm Room could get hot in normal circumstances, but with the environmental controls being damaged it was simply getting to be unbearable. The young comm. technician removed her beret and jacket leaving her clad in only her short sleeveless black dress and boots. Kaitlin opened the top of the dress a little to let some cool air to her cleavage.

The purpled haired woman picked up some paperwork to fan herself. Again it helped a little but not enough, Kaitlin needed more of a distraction. The technician looked up at the clock and realized it was still going to be six minutes before any of the security teams was going to report , so the young lady had some time to kill. The purple haired woman began flipping through some of the security cameras she had access to in Auxiliary Communications Room.
It didn’t have access to all the cameras that Security room had, but it did have access to less important ones so that Comm Room could handle some of the work in the emergency. Kaitlin’s hazel eyes stared at the different images at the screen as she cycled through the various cameras. All the cameras were in the so-called safe areas so there would not be anything to see. However, it would at least give her something to do while suffered in this blasted…HELLO!!!

The next view that came up was in one of the storage room in a less important part of the ship, there she spotted two crewwomen who weren’t exactly in uniform, or any clothes what so ever. They were all over each other as they groping, kissing, and licking each other. Kaitlin recognized the green haired woman as Janice, a woman she knew as being adventurous. But to see the blue haired girl, Isabella also participating was a bit surprising.

Kaitlin was normally not the type to watch what others did in their own privacy but she simply couldn’t turn her eyes away. She could only sit there and imagine what would be like to caught up in a situation with being taught new things by the feisty Janice or perhaps teaching Isabella a thing or two about being a woman as Isabella had always come across as being shy. The purple woman hands began to act on their own as she fantasized about it. Her hand began to cusp one her own breasts as another began to reach under her short dress and began to rub back and forth across her panties.

Little did Kaitlin, Janice, Isabella, or anyone else on the Pandora, realize that they were all falling for the hunting instincts of the Harvesters. Originally just being a single creature that escaped, had managed to capture a woman and use her sexual juices to produce more Harvesters. They in turn had quietly captured a few more and eventually evolved into a Colony hidden deep inside the ship. They had continued to grow in numbers until they were strong enough to attempt to take over the ship and now that time had arrived.

The ship environmental controls were not disabled through some accidental sabotage by creatures that didn’t understand what they were doing. No somehow, someway, the creatures knew…they knew…that damaging the equipment would make the ship very hot. And heat was something the Harvesters thrived in. In addition by being at the ship environment controls, the Harvesters were able to release their dangerous pheromones throughout the Pandora.

These pheromones made the women feel a lot warmer than they actually were, which often results in the women removing some or all of their clothes. In addition it was a powerful aphrodisiac that would make women more susceptible to the Harvester’s attempt to harvest their sexual juices. It also had the side effect of making some of the women engage in sexual activity or self-stimulation which made it that much easier for the Harvesters to find them by their sexual scent.

Already all the remaining women that were still free were extremely vulnerable, with only a handful of security personnel and paranoid ship crew being armed to defend themselves. Many such as Janice and Isabella were actually sitting ducks naked and engaged in sexual activity. Even the mostly covered Kaitlin was an easy mark. With the Harvesters ready to take out key points on the ship, the women of the Pandora would be completely doomed by the Harversters’ attack.

However, the Harvesters’ attack was somewhat countered by a simple moan of lust that escaped the lips from the self aroused Kaitlin. The young woman immediately covered her voice activated mike, as the embarrassed technician was concerned that someone would have heard her. She quickly blushed as she waited for the first security personnel to immediately respond about what that was, but the comms were completely slient.

Kaitlin immediately looked up at the map of the ship on the display in front of her and saw that every security personnel that was involved in looking for the creature had failed to check in. Unlike her microphone, the security personnel had press to talk microphones so heir random chatter or ship noises were not picked up and clogged the communications. Something….no somethings took out all the security at once.

Kaitlin’s hazel eyes soon had their attention drawn back to the camera monitor. The storage room door suddenly slid open as the two naked crewmember immediately recoiled in shock. Janice moved to protect Isabella, but tentacles wrapped around her neck. The green haired woman hands reached up to grab the tentacle as she was forced out of the room by its grip. Isabella turned in panic in attempt to run…not there was anywhere to run to inside a storage room. A tentacle wrapped around the blue haired woman’s waist. In a matter of seconds she was dragged out of the room by the tentacle leaving only their clothes as the only evidence they were ever there.

A quick flip through the other camera show similar situations, the Harvesters were simply overwhelming any women they came across. Only a handful were even able to put up a token defense as the ship computer began to update the diagram of ship showing where attacks were taking place and the ADD personnel were at least able to report them before being overwhelmed. Kaitlin had to act, in an instant she turned on the Pandora’s PA system and hit the alarm klaxons. Attention all personnel, the ship has been overwhelmed by unknown forces, please abandon ship. Avoid the following floors and sectors. As the young woman gave out the floors and sectors, she noted that the bridge was the one first areas reported compromised and took it on herself to give the abandon all hands order. This wouldn’t safe most of the crew, but Kaitlin’s action did enable some who would have taken to make to escape pods. She was still safe in her sealed Communications Room. ..or so she thought.

However, the Communications Room had one fatal weakness, the vents. Many of the Harvesters had managed to use the ship’s ventilation ducts to move around the ship to move around unseen and so to surprise the unsuspected women when they came out of the wall. Even poor Kaitlin was not safe, as she began to repeat the order a small Harvester known as a Crawler position itself on the vent over the comm. systems.

Kaitlin was halfway through her announcement when a foot long worm landed on the panel in front of her, the purple haired technician screamed as she hit the PA system in a panic , accidently turning it off. The worm was covered in some sort of barbs and it for some reason looked intimidating with the way it dropped in front of her. With all the adrenal of trying to warn her fellow crew, the young woman panicked and attempted to run to sealed door and get out.

But just as she got to the door, the door shook violently as something….something big attempted to open the door. The poor woman backed up as the door continued to shake as twhatever it was attempted to get in. Soon the poor woman found herself against a wall unsure what to do. She didn’t even notice the Crawler as it dropped to the floor and positioned itself under her legs.

The poor woman didn’t know what was going until a pair of tentacles reached up and wrapped around her hips and legs under her dress. Kaitlin looked down and to see the worm suddenly pull itself up and under her dress. She suddenly could feel the creature press itself against her panties, panties that were already wet from her arousal. Instantly the purpled haired girl stumbled backwards into her control panel.

Little did the poor technician realize that she fell back on to the panel, one of her elbows accidently hit the switch that turned on the PA system once again. She did not realize that the she and the Crawler were about to put on a ‘show’ for everyone on the Pandora to hear. She reached below to attempt to pull the creature off. Let go! Let go! However, the creature was firmly attached to her hips and legs and she was would not be able to do anything to get out of its vice-like grip.

Soon poor Kaitlin felt hot, wet, and sticky all over her legs and pelvic area, as the creature let out some of ooze. Ah that disgusting! Get off me! Get off me! Soon however, the purple haired woman notice between her movement and the Crawlers, the lower half of her dress began to fray in the ooze. Quickly she could see larger and larger tears as the creature writhed underneath her. Then a pair of tentacles reached out and ripped the woman’s dress to shreds from the waist down. A tentacle then wrapped around her panties and tugged them free with a simple jerk.

The poor woman watched as the remains of her panties almost float off into the distance before she looked down and saw that the lower half of her nubile body was completely exposed to the Crawler save her black boots. The Crawler’s tentacles relaxed their grip enough in order to adjust their hold on the poor technician, allowing the Harvester to finally discover what it had been seeking the entire time, the 'head' of the worm suddenly grinding into her pussy. Losing no moment at all, the thing began burrowing into her tunnel, slick with arousal, barbs pushing themselves against her inner walls as to push itself into her sex.

Kaitlin let out a loud cry as her head suddenly jerked backwards and upwards from the sensation of the Crawler pushing deep inside her pussy. The technician could feel the barbs everywhere inside her as the Crawler began to move back and forth inside her. Ahhh…nooo…its in me, get it out! Get it out! The purple haired woman’s hands reached down to her lower lips and attempted to pull the creature out, however, with only so little of exposed except the tentacles wrapped around her hips and legs securely, all her hands could do was to was arouse herself more.

Ahhh….n-no…p-please…..uhhh….p-please…ohhhh…. The poor technician had never experienced anything quite like this before. Unlike the field agents who had some experience in handling face to face encounters with aliens, Kaitlin had no such exposure. So between all the sensation of the Crawler writhing inside and the pheromones being spread throughout the room from environment controls and the Crawler itself, her willpower quickly faded away. Y-yes…ahhh….there…ohhh…faster…uhh…FASTER!

An explosion rocked the ship suddenly and the poor woman was thrown upwards. She was distracted for a second as she looked over at display, which had a huge alert that the gravity had been disabled. The purple haired woman could see that her discarded jacket and hat began to float off even as her boots slid off her feet when they kicked. However before she could drift to far off, a tentacle reached out and tethered itself and the captive Kaitlin to the comm. panel.

Something was still trying to get through the door, but the Crawlers wild thrusts and squirms soon began to overwhelm the purple haired woman. Poor Kaitlin began to moan wildly as she lost control of her libido. One of her hands reached up and slowly cupped one of her breasts. She began to slowly rub and squeeze her swollen mound. All the while the young woman continued to shout words of encouragement to the creature as continued to work her over. Ahhh….ohhh….P-please….More…m-more….I…close…s-so…uhhhh….s-so close…

Kaitlin could feel herself approaching her limit, that it wouldn’t take too much more to throw her into bliss. The Crawler could sense as swell and redoubled it efforts to get the purple haired woman to produce more of those sweet sexual juices. The young woman found herself pressed against the controls as she felt the intensity suddenly increase. Suddenly the purple let out a shout of poor lust as she was driven over the edge. All throughout the Pandora, the remaining crew members could hear her cries of climax and could only wonder when it would be turn..

Kaitlin briefly collapsed on the comm. panels as she tried to deal with the afterglow of her orgasm. For a moment the creature seemed to content with soaking in the juices that flowed from the purpled haired technician. Then suddenly tentacles sprouted from the Crawler as it had enough to evolve to next state. Tentacles wrapped around her legs and arms circling around the limbs twice to ensure that she was ensnared. The creature began to writhe and thrust again as another tentacle moved in front of her body.

The young woman watched as it positioned itself in front of her covered breasts, only to spray the young woman with its hot ooze. The young woman closed her eyes and gasped as her dress was coated in the ooze. The tentacle reached down and grabbed part of the ruined black dress. The ooze weakened dress began to fall apart as the tentacle ripped the ruined garment free of Kaitlin, leaving the poor technician absolutely naked. The creatures thrusts began to increase as it did best to drive the purple haired woman to her next orgasm.

Kaitlin could feel the pleasure inside her again as a tentacle wrapped twice around her stomach ensuring she could do nothing to harm either the Harvester or herself. She would have soon lost herself again, if it wasn’t for the thing that finally ripped the blast proof door of the Auxiliary Communications Room. The monster was a a sizable crab-like creature through the remains of the doorway, barbs grown into imposing-appearing legs as tentacles waved in the air from behind, horrible black-colored eyes staring out at the sight of the bound purple haired woman. The creature seemed to study the woman for a moment, before snorting, turning, and leaving the woman to her fate. Bound up in tentacles there was no way she was going to get away.

The young woman had a rush of an adrenaline from her encounter with the frightening crab-like creature; this rush had the temporary effect of allowing the purple haired technician to resist the efforts of the Harvester inside her. Still there was little Kaitlin could do as her arms and legs were tightly bound by the tentacles. Her hazel eyes looked over at the displays. Already several of the Pandora’s systems have gone offline including the engines. During her struggles, she must have inadvertently changed the camera views to a one of the hallways of the Pandora.

The hallway turned out to be the one just outside the storage room that she was just viewing a moment ago. In that hallway the technician could see what had happened to Jan and Isabella. Each had been restrained by bigger Harvesters, ones that had far more tentacles that the one that was currently restraining Kaitlin. Both women glistened in view of the camera as if they covered in some sort of slime.

One of the Harvesters had Jan on all fours, thrusting wildly into the green haired woman. In addition the a tentacle had pushed up between her breasts and was thrusting into and out of her mouth. Despite the rough treatement, Jan seemed to be absolutely content with letting the Harvester have its way with her.

Isabella could be found nearby propped up on a wall nearby, a Harvester buried deep into her sex. The blue haired woman was tied died down in a lotus position against the wall. A pair of tentacles had reached up and had formed suction cups and had attached to shy woman’s nipples and was milking Isabella for all she was worth. Her shouts could not be heard by the camera, but Kaitlin knew they must be loud from the expression on Isabella’s face.
The camera showed a third woman not too far up the corridor from Isabella and Jan. She had short red hair and seemed to be observing the two captive women. The mysterious redhead was naked and leaning against the corner of the corridor. Judging by the expression on the poor woman’s face and the way her body jerked back and forth, Kaitlin was sure that the redhead had a Crawler buried inside her sex. The purple haired woman briefly felt sorry for the woman as she was only just beginning down the path that she was already down.

It was then that the purple haired woman let out a shout as a tentacle began to play with her clit. Kaitlin was brought back to her predicament as the creature began to thrust quicker and faster. She was surprised to feel her body was already filled with pleasure as the creature had now known her on an intimate level. It had explored every bit of her vagina and found all the most sensitive areas, now it was using that knowledge to drive the poor captive technician wild.

Each thrust and squirm rapidly drove the woman closer and closer, as she made shouts of encouragement until it placed her over the edge. The young woman’s head pointed upward as she filled the Comm. Room with her moan, her entire body came shook as she was caught up in a powerful orgasm.

Kaitlin head lowered as she came down from her climaxic high, her mental senses slowly and more difficulty to return. It was then she noticed that some of the tentacles were moving around her body. The poor technician could feel a warm sticky slime being spread across her body by the tentacles, the woman looked down and saw her body begin to glisten from where tentacles began exploring her body.

The poor woman could feel her body getting harder to control, harder for to move her limbs at all (even if the tentacles would let her go). Worse, her body was beginning to become hypersexual wanting more and more of the Harvesters thrusts. Between that and the more powerful pheromones, the technician could feel the pleasure inside her building even more rapidly than before.

Ohhh!!!! Ahhh!!!! This is so a-amaz….uhhhh….so good…. A pair of tentacles reached up and began to wrap around the purple haired woman’s breasts. Slowly they began to roll the technician’s swollen mounds, first away from each other and then towards. Her ultrasensitive body was reacting to every thrust and squirm from the creature. Soon the room filled with here cries as she driven into another orgasm.

Kaitlin once again found herself caught up in climatic bliss. She didn’t even notice that the three women on the monitor had disappeared, only one of them had left under her own power, the rest had been taken away by the Harvesters. By now the tentacles had now formed suction cups and had began to attach themselves to the purple haired woman’s nipples. Her head pointed upwards as she let out a shout, before it fell forward. Her eyes slowly refocused as she looked down at her own aroused mounds. She could see the tentacles swelling and contracting as they milked her poor orbs. She didn’t know what the creature was doing, but she didn’t care. She was too caught up in her own lust to worry about what the creature was doing with her juices. The poor Comm. Tech continued to let out shouts of encouragement as she felt her pleasure building again.

Soon the young woman felt something begin to thrust between her milked mounds. Slowly but surely a tentacle pushed through her swollen mounds, coating them in some sort of slime. Soon the tentacle positioned itself in front of Kaitlin’s pretty face. The purple haired woman could only watch memorized as the tentacle opened. It was then that a feeder tube shot from the tentacle into the Comm. Tech’s mouth and slime began to flow down her throat. The poor woman eyes began to glaze over as she became more and more submissive, even as the creature thrusted into her faster and faster again.

She suddenly let out a muffled moan as she was driven into orgasm, only to go into another mind crushing orgasm again. Now the poor woman was completely under control of the Harvester as it continued to thrust into and massage the captive woman. Kaitlin didn’t notice the monitor or the rest of the controls begin to malfunction as they were being overwhelmed by the changes being made by the Harvesters to the Pandora. As she was hit with another crushing orgasm, the young woman didn’t even notice the creature that had her bound was moving her out of the room to go where all the other women still on the Pandora were being taken. No, all of Kaitlin world now was simply amazing orgasm after amazing orgasm.

Kaitlin was unsure how much time had passed before she fully came to her senses, but as her eyes opened she found herself sitting in the some sort of chair. But it was weird as it seemed to pulsate as if it was alive. The purple haired woman found her arms bound backwards behind her head as her legs were bound and spread wide open, leaving the poor Comm. Tech immobile in front of a small fleshy chamber. It was then that she noticed the moans of the rest of Pandora crew.

As Kaitlin looked around it took a moment to realize that the room that was covered in some sort flesh was in actually the cargo hold of the Pandora. All over the room the crew of the Pandora were being dominated and being used by the Harvester. Among those on all fours, Kaitlin recognized the greened haired Jan having her rear and her pussy being trusted in over and over again by one of the more advanced Harvesters. She seemed to be enjoying every moment of it.

Meanwhile one of the larger creatures had Allen pinned down on top of one of the other security personnel. The two naked women were back to back and wrapped to in tentacles as the creature took them both at once. Meanwhile she could hear the shouts of Isabella behind her, she must be mounted on one of the walls like many of the Pandora crew.

However, it was the movement in the center of the room that got Kaitlin’s attention. She spotted the same mysterious redhead from earlier. The naked woman for some reason seemed to refusing to get willing to get into a chair made of Harvester flesh that formed out of one of the walls. For the purple haired woman this didn’t make any sense, her mind was too affected by the pheromones and the slime to even think of an alternative other than the erotic hell of being a slave to the Harvesters.

Her attention was soon turned to closer things as the small chamber in front of her opened revealing a Crawler like the one that had captured her earlier. The creature seemed to sniff the air as if to enjoy her scent before it turned towards the captive woman. Soon her moans and shouts joined the rest of the crew as they continued their tour on the erotic prison ship.

That was a good short story lol. I really enjoyed reading it lol I feel bad for poor Kaitlin thow lol

The Harvesters thank you for your patronage.

Thank you for your kind words. Its the first short story I've written on this site.

Hopefully not the last

Very nice job Minerva...excellent companion to Rats.

I second PiaM's sentiments, I hope this isn't the last the we see from you story wise for the site.

Thank you! I hoping to write some more short stories soon!