Hope once more benefits from luck, this time shrugging off the effects of that aphrodisiac which would have reduce her to the same state that Mia was in now as that burning senstation grips her. Her fingers dig into her own body, pressing sharply inside those folds as her back arches. Her other hand falling on the orb of her breast given it a squeeze. Her face covered in a deep blush, her eyes closed to block out her state as if she could imagine that she was elese where that she wasn't a slave to such pleasure …

Meanwhile the other two struggle against the restrictive slime.

Struggling against the slime proves futile as Mia stuggles and thrashes in the throes of her own pleasure. She moans ouch making such erotic sounds as she smashes her fingers inside those wet soppying folds. Her fingers press against the globe of her breasts, she whimpers feeling her own arousal hasten as it escalates quickly.

The captain has an idea using one of the flares she has in her pack, which she often has with her standard equipment she ignites it and find that heat works to loose n goop enough. Extreme cold would have made it brittle but heat does the job as well weakening those bounds that they form.

After freeing herself she assists Hope who gathers her tanto and katana before the pair move towards their fallen companion who is still caught up in the throes of passion.

Freed from the goop Hope quickly fixes her breather and rushes towards Mia. The slurping of those fingers through that wet sex, the arousal that stormed over Mia, Hope had never seen anything quiet like this before.

She was rather innocent to such things, she just never had time dedicating herself with training rather than being all to interested in such crafts other than painting but the strokes of her calligraphy taught her new sword strokes as she practiced the symbols again and again.

“Stay with us Mia!”

The captain was rummaging about in the pak. She did not know most of the chemicals with tha medical supplies but she found wat she was searching far and dug up the tranqualizers and searched for the needles filling up a syringe and injecting her.

Mia sighed though the drugs didn't work fast enough but unconsciousness soon set it.

“Help me bring her back to tha Behemoth.”

And she did just that pulling poor Mia up by an arm, Ani by the other as the girls sought to transport their friend.

Fortunately the ship wasn't too far and had a Med Bay in it before they draped Mia out of a table. She was out of it and Amid didn't know for how long the muscle relaxant would work for.

They had to consider there next move as pertained to their original missin.

Laying Mia out on one of the tables Hope gazes to the captain.

“We can't poss-”

“We can and we will. The creatures are numerous but not particularly strong. We might be down one person but we still have a job to do. We don't have the luxury of sitting back and letting the Directorate send out another ship, it will be too late then.”

“Do we blow the station?”

“Negative, lieutanent. I have seen nothing that indicates that a large Sweeper team can't handle what is here and the fact that the shuttles are still hear probably means that they cannot leave the station.”

“Or have not ...”

“I have conidered that too. We lock up this Behemoth then sabotauge the shuttles to make sure none of them get off. We contact the Directorate, appraise them of matters and continue on with the rescue.”

“That one on Mia, it reproduced. Do you think it's only when they attach themeslves or do you think that thay spontaneously reprouce?”

“Lieutenant, the only thing that matters to me is that they die ...”

A course of action set upon, Ami sent a message to the Directorate … they had little choice but to proceed. It would be over sixteen hours before help would get here … sixteen hours that they were in excess of, that they could use to the best of their ability. Rescue the doctor, get to the ship, take off and perhaps return to the station afterwards to join other Sweepers amd take back the station perhaps.

Little did either girl realize as they left walkie talkie with Mia and ensured that they both had their radios should Mia wake …

So now they had a skeleton of a plan at least ...

The two check the plasma rifles over then went back into the hanger locking the Behemoth up behind them as they made their way through the hanger and the dim red light as they picked over the bodies of these things. When they got to the doors Ami puched a schematics of the station up on a wrist display.

The pair made their way into the station making as direct of a bath to the promenade ...

Picking their way through the corridor, emergency lights giving off a dim reddish glow they passed by a sealed door that they had to manual bypass, taking a section of the wall panneling off to produce an iron wheel that they had to spin to open up the door but the question was were they letting something in that had been kept out?

Doubtful given the things were using the vents now to get around it seemed. Perhaps they had learned that the corridors had been sealed and such movements through the halls were now hindered too much.

The two agents proceeded on, the halls were quiet and perhaps the hanger had been a hot bed for these things but soon enough they had to hide behind bulk heads either side of the corridor as they spied a single drone that was picking it's way down the corridor though last time when they dealt with one they had dozens to contend with sooon after ...

Hiding as best that they could Ami draws her knife and motions to Hope to do much of the same. She draws her tanto and the two agents wait until the sphere floats by before leaping out at it, blades flashing as they stick the thing.

It has no mouth and cannot scream though neither knows if it can relay things empathically, telepathically or through pheramones or some such but Ami felt confident that they would not have a horde of these things to deal with.

Blades pierce the creature. It whips out it's tentacles, thrashing though taken by surprise it flails about uselessly before succumbing to multiple wounds. It is eventually dragged off by it's tentacles to an empty communications room or at first glance it appears so until tentacles reach out from behind some communications equipment entacling Ami and reeling her back sharply ...

The thing went down without too much fuse and the two women hauled it out of the halls dragging into the communications room so it was out of immediate site. The room looked vacant at first, large battery-like machines powerered the communications array so it could reach out to subspace.

Some of the equipment had been damaged, the body of a scientist rested in a chair complete with a broken neck so one of these things must have snuck up on him probably through the vents.

But from out of sight a sea of tentacles suddenly lashed out pulling Ami back with a sudden lurching motion. Hope was as surprised as Ami and paused for a moment. Ami struggled to draw her knife but she was too entacled to do so though that was when Hope recovered fast enough to advance on the single drone here that had not left since killing the scientist.

Hope drew her katana as she rushed forward intending to make a quick slash to assist her friend and captain.

As Hope rushed forward the Xagi lifted one of it's tentacles at her, from the tip green slime fired forth coating her in green goo and hurling her back with such force that she was lifted off her feet, flung to the wall and helpless pinned there as her katana clatters on the floor.

Was this a preview of what was to come? A tentale ripped off the breath mask, crushing then discarding it as others slipped down the black top of her combat suit after looping around her arms. The zipper in pace loosenen as the tentacles exposed her breast, those luscious orbs that it exposed further as it shred her top and began to circle her nipples while a forth began to rub absintly at her crotch bak and forth with an even pace ...

Hope watched, wide eyed as if this was if fact a sick preview of what waited for her. Her stuggles renewed as it seemed utterly hopeless as she kicked and squired as the captain struggled. She was turning her head, using her hands to grab at the tentacle that was seeking admittance to her mouth, golden slime dripping from it as it rubbed against the hardened points of their flesh.

With a surge of strngth the captain launched herself back against the wall hoping to catch the drone between her and the wall as she did so.

If making contact with it she's keep ramming it against the wall in an effort to dislodge it.

The sphere squished against the wall. It's boneless nature making it somewhat resistant the the blungeon force causing it's tentacles to tightened rather than slacken. Tentacles coiling about those orbs brushing against the tips of her nipples while that fourth tentacle brushed against her crotch in an effort to get her aroused as that tentacle slipped in Ami's grasp as the very tip pressed against her lips still oozing out golden slime all the while ...

Rather then resist the tentacle at her lips Ami opened to allow admittance and quickly bit down on the thing. Purplish bloor and the bitter tast of some aphrodisiac swilred together as she spat if the thing retracted of course, hoping to get as much of that foul taste out of her mouth.

She saw what Mia went through and wished to avoid that fate as she drops to her knees the think relentlessly grappling her as she rolledover attempting to get to Hope's fallen katana.