She noted that response. Sadly her ears were no better above the surface than a human's but there were all sorts of things there that she would have been able to get a better handle on if she were beneath the waves. Enjoyment, yet relief. It was a contradiction of sorts and in the end she had to make sense out of the cues herself. What she ruled was that Ania was pleased at the prospect of loosing control. She thought how she could use that but stored that up for now after a casual look over the materials she had to work here.

“Most Vodrani are xenophobic but it gets so lonely at times. It would be quite tempting to keep you for myself. If I had been a Master at my craft I would be tempted to try … in the end I think I would manage to hold back out of gratitude but just barely.” She smiled leaning down to capture her lips again.

She kissed her long though her Psionic ability was lacking she had managed far more in their time together then she had thought possible. Earlier she struggled with a cup of water but now she had been inspired. Life on the line, she would have thought that was motivation enough but it seemed that she had a greater drive to pay Ania back and had been able to use that to motivate herself better.

Though neither time she used her water bending abilities had not lasted long it had been amazing that they lasted at all.

Glancing to that still erect member she climbed into the tub forcing more water to spill out to the floor. She sat right over her hips, splashed some water over her face then leaned back down for another kiss letting their tits press together and the water to see to the stickiness that had collected upon her.

When that kiss end, her eyes widened as if suddenly thinking upon something. She stood up reversed herself then sat back down higher on her chest. She did not waste any time though Ania probably experienced this before she didn't think that there would be any complaints.

Fingers slipped inside that pussy curling like a drill as they pressed in then uncurling on the way out. She took that stiff member within her mouth sucking on it as she took it both deep and fast. She did not break away from the task, there was no need to since she was not hindered from breathing at all.

It’d have been an interesting scene, to be caught and treasured as the royal’s personal pet, but then again the opposite had been quite likely to occur. She wouldn’t dwell on it. The Undine was hers to keep which would be ample company for the journeys to come. There was no struggle for dominance here anyway, only mutual pleasure.

Ania melted into that kiss when it came, willingly letting control slip away. It felt good to relax even though running from one’s arch enemies hadn’t been on her schedule today, or any other day for that matter. More often than not it paid to be cautious, however, but Myra allowed her to feel at ease as one of the few aliens to have crossed paths with the amazon. She felt no need to dominate when everything was handed to her in such generous amounts. Things could only improve from this moment onward and the pink crowned beauty went on to prove her correct in that regard before long.

After a swift change in posture Ania felt those warm breasts against her midriff before the searing heat of that blessed mouth consumed her yet again. Smooth digits invaded her quivering folds, feeling them clench and tremble at the attention being paid to her womanhood. It hadn’t faced any sort of neglection today, but perhaps the lack of a lover’s touch in so long rendered the valiant huntress all the more susceptible to these loving advances as a moan parted her lips almost straight away.

Her tendrils thrashed about in the water before hastily gripping the tub’s edge in an effort to find something, anything to hold onto as the sensations kept on coming. Some appendages dug into the cushiony backside which had taken residence upon her endowed chest, dipping into the succulent flesh they’d been presented with. The thought of returning the favor came to mind although the sudden nature of things were getting the better of her.

Though once the thought truly hit home, Ania put her shape shifting to good use as her tongue surfaced once again, extending both in length to reach the treasured chalice of the Vodran’s body. The tip graced her clitoris as it slithered between their bodies, bathing it in a sea of friction whereas the remaining girth ground up against her lower lips in rhythmic, almost serpentine movements as it began to part the juicy pink folds, rubbing against the entrance with greater emphasis. She never wanted Myra to reach ultimate bliss, however. Just enough to keep her on edge, but barely from the breaking point in order to keep her motivated for the next round.

As time passed on, the same couldn’t be said for Ania whose hips were already rocking back and forth against the woman’s advances. She didn’t come back up and Ania neared the end of her wits once again. There was a constant buildup of pressure from within, an intense throbbing which continued to escalate as those majestic lips folded about her shaft time and time again.

It wouldn’t be long for both male and female sexes to unwind all their backed up frustration in one go. Seeing how much the amazon released prior to this, there’d be a lot to consume. She had to take it all unless they chose to have a shower before long as the water was going to end up far from its crystal clear state. It was probably for the better if they wished for the bath to remain clean although the sheer volume of it being as great as it tended to be may prove too much for Myra to handle.

That tongue felt glorious. She knew the angle was wrong, that she was essentially laying atop it as the tip played with her swollen clit. It sank just enough between those folds to keep her on edge as it moved against her.

She cried out though with that cock in her mouth the sound was muffled and only a few bubbles had been produced from the oxygen that remained collected in her lungs. Vodrani had no gills and absorbed oxygen straight through the skin when submerged.

Members of the clergy learned how draw moisture out of the air but that could only sustain them for half a day or so before they needed to moisten their entire bodies.

She didn't need to come up for a breath though and this allowed her to work. Lips and tongue had not slowed down any. Nor her fingers. Her hips gyrated against that touch desperate for that contact deeper but knowing that she could get it no deeper.

Grinding against it she hastened her pace not afraid of what was to come. In fact it was something she looked forward too. While she couldn't stomach all of that release she at least made an effort before coming away from that member and seeing the water begin to get cloudy as a constant stream of cum pumped into it.

“Oh my,” she glanced back over her shoulder, moaned at the insatiable motion of that tongue though her fingers had not stopped yet continuing to delve into her. By the time she looked back though her hand was impossible to see. A lot of the water here was already gray and spreading out from that throbbing member.

If not for the distraction she might have thought in containing that cum to one spot had she not expected the additional volume that was added to the water wouldn't eventually over power it despite her best efforts.

Since she could not really see the effect she was having now she could only feel out matters based on her own reactions.

After a small moment she looked back again. “N-No fair … I wanna cum too ...”

“Uhhnn ..” Driven beyond that initial high without interruption had been mind numbingly pleasant. She felt the hand that explored her juicy depths, forcing its attention unto quivering muscles which couldn’t quite get enough of it. There would’ve been too much bliss to go around for most, but Ania recovered too quickly to have one orgasm bleed over into another. She loved the attention nonetheless, although they may find themselves taking a real shower afterwards. It’d be a matter of leaving the bath feeling dirtier than when they entered with all that cum around, but the amazon didn’t mind.

Instead, a playful grin washed over her features at the woman’s reaction. She extracted her tongue for a brief moment, altering it to suit the demand of speech in order to delay matters even more. “You have only yourself to blame, princess .. You were too good. I couldn’t set you off in time.” She held back on purpose, that much had been obvious, but in the end they both knew they were going to get their fair share of pleasure. “If you want to cum .. Your hand has to earn it. Until then ..”

Seeing how Ania had been back at the beginning of another blessed orgasm and Myra caught up on the verge of reaching hers, there was little doubt she’d have to work hard in order to keep her wits about her.

She wouldn’t be the only one giving someone attention as that saliva stricken tongue returned to her. However, nothing had been quite the same as before. It went deeper, but stretched the portions it could reach with even greater girth. It filled her up to capacity, the sheer volume of it molding itself against her every hidden crevice and sensitive patch of nerves.

It nearly behaved like goo in the sense that there seemed to be nothing it couldn’t reach. No further thrusts came, not initially anyway, but by the time the very tip molded itself against her cervix, Myra could feel the extent of the voluptuous amazon’s abilities. In a way, her tongue began to melt, more or less turning to liquid as one continuous stream poured into her womb where it amassed as one enormous body, once again leaving nothing untouched.

Admittedly Ania rarely tried anything of the sort before, save for healing bones and restraining a human female’s hands by softening flesh in much the same way before trapping them completely. For the moment, Myra found herself filled to the farthest recesses of her core.

Suddenly, the entire body of flesh within her expanded to even greater heights, stretching her out for a moment or two before collapsing to its former stature once more. Such rhythmic pulsations sent shocks through the pleasure centers of her brain. Each time the warm fleshy mass expanded within her, not a single spot remained untouched. Her womb, her g-spot, they all fell victim to the expansion and deflation of her lover’s altered tongue. Even from the outside, one could see her belly swell at the apex of that unnatural growth. It ground against her most sensitive bits, teasing them with the agonizingly slow paced crescendo of strokes that’d send her over the edge. It was more difficult to control the exact moment that way unless she stopped moving completely, but it wouldn’t matter if Myra gave in before the huntress did.

When that release finally struck, Ania prepared such intense tidal waves of delight for what must’ve felt like an eternity. Up until now, Myra had been on edge, but unable to cum on her own. Whenever she hoped to accelerate matters by moving those delightful hips against that questing tongue, the huntress began to slow down. At the same time as the exotic Vodran, however, Ania found herself cumming once again. Despite virtually lacking an end to her sexual endurance compared to most common species, there was no end to her delight when someone performed as well as the princess did.

Several violent eruptions emerged from that ecstatically spasming phallus whereas a hot rush of jubilance ladened juices met her lover’s exquisite hand. Inner folds collapsed tightly about each finger which dared to venture deep into their midst, practically sucking on each and every one in hopes of making them stay.

She shuddered, the terms explained as that tongue shape itself enough for Ania to speak freely. Panting though she kept doing what she was with her fingers as she pressed them further inside those folds. Her breathing growing heavier as they continued, increasing in little time.

With all that cum she was unable to see that throbbing manhood though she could feel it as she reached for it. Her elbow resting against her thigh as her hand curled up and down that swollen member. Her hand twisted against it as she worked that shaft. Her other hand working at her sex filling it as rapidly as she could.

“Uhhh ...” she felt that tongue creeping into her. That sensation felt more like a semi solid material consisting of enough force to press into her but not enough to widen her much. At least not at first. The sensation was worse in a way as it intensified her desire for more.

Even as her hips shifted and tried to take more Ania remained in control here dictating that pace. Blue eyes sprang open though as she felt that tongue swell inside her. It suddenly felt far more solid. Pink walls were being stretched out and her belly inflating.

She came, crying out and clamping around that tongue. Her muscles seemed to deflate that tongue reducing it to the state it had been in before. Then it inflated again filling her back up. “Oh GAWD!!!” She cried out again.

She heard the splashing and churning of water as she tried to hasten the bliss she brought. Her hips restless at first as if to ride out that high that struck her but that pace was still controlled drawing out her pleasure even more.

But that tidal wave of pleasure that washed over her seemed to last for an eternity. That tongue pushed into her so deep, deeper than anything or anyone before her. Those fingers slowed feeling muscles work over them though she hadn't the foggiest idea as to how much she had to endure before she was able to bring Ania off.

While she had learned to keep her hips as still as possible she had lifted up a little then looked back. Fingers still working but slower now then even before. “So good ...” she murmured before drawing those fingers free from her only to make a show of sucking on them.

It had to come to an end eventually, but Ania ensured there was a long way for Myra to face before everything came crashing down at once. Afterwards, the aqua amazon left her feeling empty once again. Similar to a phallus drawing out of her, she made no rush out of the process and let the woman on top of her feel every inch of that semi-hardened invader. She’d merely experimented with a few abilities and they seemed to be quite effective.

Azure eyes couldn’t help but marvel at the show of sucking those fingers clean as they lingered on her with a sultry gaze. She hadn’t wilted any throughout all of this and had quite a few reserves to spare as more and more of Myra’s control had been stripped away. Tendrils embraced her, turning her about to lie face to face with her otherworldy lover, their chests colliding once again while Ania stole another deep kiss from the alien beauty.

When they fell apart once again, a warm smile befell her features as they had a brief moment to recover. “You’re remarkable.” She noted while tentacles grazed over the royal’s thighs and back, along with others who took it unto themselves to secure her wrists and ankles in a loose fashion. “If I could, I’d delay our departure a couple days at the very least, but while there’s still time .. Are you up for some more?”

Whatever limits the exotic amazon had, Myra would find out as her own body was taken for another ride, then another after that. Ania indulged in her wares until either of them succumbed although by the end of it Myra turned out to be on the losing side with regards to collapsing first, but in the grand scheme of things they were both winners in their own way.

Soon, the huntress pulled the bath’s plug and began cleaning them up with clear water whereupon her blissed out lover had been brought to bed. She’d often toyed with the thought of partaking in unconscious beauties whose bodies were unable to carry on, but today no such thought occurred. She owed her a good few hours of pleasant company and decided to leave her be until the storm subsided or Myra woke up on her own.

She had her work cut out for her nonetheless. Her suit was a concern for a while now and with everything taken care of, Ania had some free time to spend. Scrubbing away the muck, cleaning the insides, each task required both time and effort and her people didn’t need sleep in much the same way as other species. By the end of her chosen duties, she began to lay out a set of the Captain’s clothes for her. She had to do a bit of guessing here and there, but a lot of her body became quite familiar to the Lympha given the moments they shared.

When Myra next roused from slumber, Ania was nearly done dressing up for the day to come. She dressed in her very own alluring, temptation inducing and pleasantly skintight bodysuit, effortlessly showing off her charms to the lone Vodran as her many tentacles applied the finishing touches.

She had been shifted and shared in that pleasant kiss. Though now ankles and wrists were loosely grasped. The question that had been posed to her didn't require her to think at all. She smiled and nodded.

“Certainly.”

They had continued on for quite some time. That water was more a gray coloration as they went on and her belly had been bloated a great deal by the end of it. She had not run across an alien so insatiable that she could recall though it wasn't likely that she did within that short frame of time she had been missing.

Vodrani aged at about half the rate of humans and a month to them felt more like two weeks. So what she had been missing was only a brief chunk in time. By the end of it though she had been quite sated and needed to recharge some.

Cleaned up and laid out on that water bed she had several dreams involving sex. There were a few odd ones too that didn't quite fit as dreams often did not make too much sense in the first place. One had it were the Undine captured her and turned her over to Ania, that they were working for her and delivering her into slavery.

That was the last of them though when she woke, clean but naked. She had to have been out for quite some time though as most of her swollen belly had been gone and only a “baby” bump remained.

She didn't want to wear the clothing of the Undine so she didn't even bother to look. Maybe there were more of her possessions that the Undine took with her. She once had a ship though she had no ways of knowing if she still had it when the Undine came upon her.

She looked though. Naked she wandered about the ship seeing just a little of it before now. They had seen the bathroom and the brig was an area she was familiar with. The cargo hold had allowed her to make a few discoveries though.

There were more of her things here. She recognized her Tri-Blast due to the dent on it where she dropped it once. She left the weapon though, she was not that great with it, though there were clothes and even a few artifacts … she did not remember collecting them but remembered that they were on her list to gather at such a point.

From what she surmised whatever had been in the cargo bay of her ship had to have been taken. She must have purchased some outfits someplace and just stored them here or maybe there was another story behind the clothes.

She dressed in a simple yellow wrap about her waist and sandals. She donned a green bikini top then went searching for Ania choosing to check the brig last as she didn't trust herself with the Undine. Fortunately she did not need to check there before she found Ania filling out one of the outfits of the captain she gathered.

Undine material but azure flesh barely contained beneath it in such an appealing way. “You look good. How long was I out for?” She asked not hiding the fact that her eyes had dipped to her cleavage as she spoke.

She loved the view. There was no denying it. She had the pleasure of seeing her in the nude, touching her, making love to her. Something about watching Myra move about in clothes had been just as thrilling. Perhaps the mere thought of taking them off again had been as much of a delight as watching the slumbering beauty in bed, but for the moment she suppressed these urges.

“Likewise.” She definitely enjoyed the sights last night, but even clothed her lover managed to incite a response in the valiant huntress. “You look stunning.” Appraising the wares came easy to her and when Myra came along, there was a warm smile on her features although a glint of excitement flashed within these azure eyes nonetheless. “You haven’t been out for long. A few hours at most, but by the end of last night you seemed like you needed it.” She grinned, unable to take her eyes off such a delectable piece of eye candy though when she picked up on a set of eyes exploring her charms she ended up doing much the same thing.

Confident steps carried her forward, each enhanced by a deliberate sway of her hips which bent her chosen attire in an alluring fashion as it struggled to contain such a voluptuous treasure within its boundaries. She brought a lone tentacle against the woman’s waist when she stepped close once again. Their bodies pressed up against each other, sharing their warmth.

"If you’re going to look at me like that, we’ll never make it out of here.“ Ania smiled playfully, then leaned over to steal a deep, drawn out kiss from her sweet lips. Last night had been most enjoyable and a final gesture of appreciation seemed to be in order before the amazon backed away again.

As much as she cherished these pleasant moments, they weren’t meant to last forever. She glanced back toward the direction of the cockpit. “As far as I’m aware, the storm subsided before you woke up. I’ve had a look about an hour ago. We might be walking through some mud, but it’s as good as it’s going to get if we intend to leave in a timely manner.”

There was one thing Myra wouldn’t have to worry about for a little while longer at least. “I’ve seen to our captive already. She’s been fed with some of the supplies I found on board and prepared for the journey to my ship. Since I doubt this thing can fly, that seems to be our only option. If you wish, we can depart once you’ve had breakfast.” They had plenty of rations for the crew which meant they’d be able to have as much as they’d need and more. Surely carrying everything would be too much of a bother so they had to leave something behind either way.

Then, there was always Myra’s nature and the need for moisture. Ania knew next to nothing about that. She remained unaware of her need for salt water, but trusted that if anything was wrong Myra informed her soon enough. Since the Undine had taken her captive before, finding the pool they usually prepared for her should be easy enough. If there was any need for it at all, that is.

“Thank you,” she smiled. Last night had been something special. It had been the first time that she could recall being out done by a lone entity. She could not recall groups doing so though she could not accurately recall things with the recent blur to some of her memories.

She had a feeling though that something had happened, perhaps being kidnapped by slavers then sold to the Undine? But why the missing memories? Had her mind just shut out what the slavers did? Not likely, with her views to sex unless they broke the scant few taboos they had she doubted her mind were repress such memories. Maybe it was the Undine … that had made a little more sense to her.

Watching the sway of those hips as Ania approached she indulged in that kiss. Breakfast sounded good, though she considered for a moment.

“Sounds fine. Mud isn't too hard to clean up since it's mostly water. I can manipulate it too, the water at least but I'm not experienced enough to use the water to really move mud or drain the water out from it quick enough so I can only deal with clean up to a degree.”

She wasn't stupid, though she didn't care if they simply left their prisoner to starve there was some better use for her. “What about the Undine? We could have her carry supplies for us too.”

Myra preferred soaking in salt water though fresh water would do just as well. She only needed to absorb the oxygen from the water though she had lungs that functioned for a brief period too they were more used for speech as they were not developed all that well. Half a day, thereabouts. A shower would do just fine provided that it wasn't one of those sonic ones.

“You have water on your ship?” Even if it were just drinking water she could manipulate it to serve her needs so there was no need for containers and such.

She had considered even more sex but felt that they ought to get some of the logistics out of the way first. And if they started back up now they might never get to Ania's ship. Not that she was in a hurry but if the Undine went missing others may come checking all possible planets along whatever route they would take, not that it was a strong worry and not that it would be expected for a few days. She reasoned a message would come in first and a search party would come afterward.

Once they had lifted off though, once the planet was behind them then there was still the time they had before they got to the nearest inhabited world. She did think of using the communications on the ship but even if she got a message out to her people a response would come to this vessel and she doubted the craft had real time communications. She knew that her people didn't, that the only ones that used them where the Clergy to keep in touch with Priests and Priestess that had left the planet. Often they went unused unless there was some major development.

Her ankle restored, the tense situation dealt with she didn't mind a journey now. At a leisurely pace it shouldn't be too bad but she still needed to know how long it was from the distant lake to her ship but for easy reference she brought up the distance between the two ships. She could figure it out from there.

“How far is your ship from here?”

Speaking of the Undine got Ania to mull the matter over in the back of her head for a moment. It’d be a fairly light treatment for what fate the female had in store for the royal woman before her, but then again Myra had no idea what kind of life the amazon had in store for her once they parted ways for a long while. Not that it’d matter much with the mutual hatred between the two people, but getting locked away would be a better existence than the coming years.

She nodded before long, holding Myra close all the while. They had nothing to lose by shifting the burden of the goods onto their captive. If anything, it enabled them to walk with their hands and tentacles free to do whatever they wished. “Good idea. She’ll be coming with us anyway. Might as well put her to good use along the way.”

As for the water, Ania didn’t have to think about that one for long. “Yes, and plenty of it. My ship’s submerged in one of the lakes a fair distance from here and tends to store a bit of water in the process. We could purify it if there’s not enough on the ship.” She let that sink in, hoping it’d suffice. Then again, they could always have the Undine carry more water. The nearest inhabited world would take some time to reach, but not to the point they’d be struggling for water. “It’ll probably take us a few hours to get there. I’ve done a fair bit of travelling during my time here, but we won’t have a lot of trouble finding it.”

She retrieved a small device from her clothes, a locator or similar which allowed her to track the position of the ship. Afterwards, Ania wasted little time moving things along. She’d already stored her armor away and brought Myra to what appeared to be the crew’s dining hall. She could grab a small meal from the storage here while the aqua herm moved on to handling their prisoner.

When Myra finally met up with the other two, her advice was already taken to heart. Ania fastened a few goods around the Undine’s back and had her carry more with her hands, at least enough to make the trip and then some in a reasonable amount of time. She had the Undine on a leash fashioned from various supplies scattered about the ship as well. Not that having to catch her would’ve been much of a problem, but dumping the goods and attacking Myra was always an option she had to consider. It’d be best to have some measure of control over the woman and flinging her about without killing her would be simple enough. While her companion didn’t have much use for her, Ania hoped to get quite a bit out of her in the future.

“Shall we?” She couldn’t help but smile. It’d be a pleasant trip with the beautiful red head. Ania then opened the ship’s entrance and gathered herself for a moment before heading off in the right direction. Around them were the marks of last night’s battle, bodies and weapons although the blood had been long since washed away. They weren’t going to be around the gruesome scene for long. Shortly after, they had the sun pouring down on them although a somewhat cloudy sky made the journey bearable.

While she did not care if the Undine died or not there was no sense in her expiring before they got a bit of use out of her. She had been happy that Ania liked the idea. Water wasn't going to be a problem either. She didn't think that it would have been but seeing that her life was on the line without a supply whether fresh or salt she had been a bit cautious there.

Now as far as impurities went though she would not be able to do much herself. She could move water but had to see it. Sometimes she could move just the water out of something like the water in mud leaving the earth behind but it took a lot more concentration. Somethings she could not filter out.

Myra ate and when they left the Undine was fully loaded with gear. She had considered gloating, saying some such thing that it was her idea to keep her alive even if it were not true it would grate on the nerves of the Undine further.

She restrained herself from doing so. She collected up a Tri-Blast not that she was too effective with one but she never knew and she didn't know what sort of predators were here. She had been lucky but last time she had been far more concerned with staying alive too.

“I'll get to put that ankle to good use.” She smiled and they head out at a reasonable pace. There had been more time to navigate hazards and they were not going too quickly since a loaded down Undine wasn't the most expedient thing.

She fell slightly behind though not too far. The view was far better back there as blue eyes got to watch that shapely ass. Occasionally she had looked to the sky trying to work out the clouds. There was just a storm not long ago so she had reasoned that there was a second on the trail of the first. She had wondered if the weather would hold while they made their journey and it had.

It was cool and overcast. Pondering getting up to some mischief she had thought that she could use her water in her canteen she took from the ship in some inventive ways. But she vetoed that plan due to the Undine and not wishing to provide a distraction.

Drawing close but keeping Ania between her and the Undine knowing that there would be problems she first glanced to the lake they had been journeying too then back at the azure woman.

She did not know their next move. Did they swim down or bring the ship up? Not that it made much of a difference either way. She could even shape the water and keep it from touching them and the supplies provided that her concentration held and it wasn't too long. It was a challenge that she had not tried but it was in the capabilities of the Clergy. Her skills might have fizzled before long.

“It's down there?” Either way swimming sounded good, her feet were getting tired though if she transformed them to a tail there would still be some fatigue in her tail.

A few hours of travel left them somewhat tired, but there was plenty of eye candy to go around until they came to a halt. Whether the Undine had anything to say barely mattered for the green scaled woman had been far too exhausted to press any words into her mind and seemed rather thankful for the short break. She took deep lungfuls of air, trying to recover from hours of exerting herself though the other two clearly didn’t have that problem.

“Yeah, we’ve got to take a dive to get to it.” It didn’t look too deep from up here, but their supplies were going to get wet on the way down. At least she believed that until Myra filled her in on what her powers could do for them. She felt inclined to agree that it’d be worth a try. They could always feast now and keep everything but the food, yet that’d be lost goods and not worth the trouble of taking here for much other than the sake of tormenting the third member of the group.

“If you think you can handle it, I’m all for it.” Ania then looked to the Undine, wondering whether her species could breathe underwater, but in the end that didn’t really matter. If her captive managed to black out on the way down, sustaining her life beyond that point was certainly possible. “She can hold her breath and hope for the best.”

Another alternative would be to have Ania dive into the lake and get the ship to the surface on her own. It’d leave Myra with the Undine and that was a situation which might escalate on both sides. If they chose to swim it might bring more suffering to the latter when only Ania prevented her from drowning altogether and that’d be a pleasure Myra had to pass up on if the amazon went ahead and landed the ship on solid ground nearby. She left it up to her companion for the sake of fairness and chose not to hear the Undine’s opinion at all, if she even had anything to say on the matter, that is.

Myra smiled. “Give me a second.” She removed her sandals, panties then wrap setting it all down stepping into the water. She did not feel embarrassed at all though when she had been waste deep her legs fused together transforming into a tail.

Blue eyes closed, she concentrated and the surface of the water dipped as an air bubble formed in a space in front of her. She controlled the water from filling in that space and moved it ahead of her down towards the ship swimming right behind it, her eyes opening after collecting herself for a moment as it was necessary for her to see the water she was manipulating.

As a trial she swam down to the ship to see if she could control the water for that long. Then she swam back to the surface and tried doing so again swimming backwards though not as quick then back to the surface.

The Undine could handle watery environments quite well. Myra's swimming gave her a bit of a rest but Myra wasn't doing it for her sake. When she was waste deep again her tail became legs and she walked out of the water taking up her clothes but not putting them back on.

“I can manage it but I'll need to rest for a few minutes before doing it again. Best scenario I can think of is having someone carry the gear and simply tow them along to keep the water from engulfing the gear. I can form a tunnel in the water but I don't think I can manage moving things in the air pocket and keep them dry at the same time."

Once she had rested and they worked out the logistics in porting their goods Myra was able to tow the supplies down, swimming backwards, Clothes in one hand and hauling on the line with the other. She left the Tri-Blast behind since she no longer felt she needed it.

At the ship she had to hurry to get aboard though. Her concentration held for only so long. Once there she directed the water out of her clothes before slipping them back on or in the case of her top just moving that moisture out of the garment.

She considered leaving Ania in her wet things enjoying how they clung to her but decided to offer her the same. The Undine, well she remained soaked.

Ania watched from the edge of the lake and barely paid any attention to the Undine anymore. At that point running wasn’t going to get her anywhere and there was much more to see in the water anyway. Stripped naked and transformed, Myra looked all the more suitable for some adventures beneath the waves. It bothered her a bit they didn’t touch on these aspects of her nature any sooner than now. Shame, Ania would’ve taken her for a swim had she known there was even more to explore about her, but her usual form attracted attention quite well enough on its own.

At least they were able to make their way to the ship now, with supplies intact no less. An airlock prevented them from flooding the ship, but without Myra they would’ve been soaked all the same. Ania didn’t seem to mind much when the water ended up being pumped out of the small chamber separating the lake and interior of the ship, but offered a smile and her thanks for getting rid of all that moisture before heading inside. Meanwhile, the Undine was making quite a mess of the metal floor.

It was nothing too luxurious. She’d notice a corridor leading from one end of the ship to the other with a small cargo bay on the left and a few doors in the walls leading up to the openly accessible cockpit. It’d be enough to get them places.

She brought the Tri-Blast along just in case. They had to part ways eventually and it’d be best to have it close by unless they forgot all about it in the hours to come. Quite likely considering what the amazon didn’t wish to pass up on.

Stronger than both women by her side, Ania took care of the supplies and brought them to a small compartment which opened to the lone corridor on the ship before heading back to grab the Undine by the shoulders. Azure eyes fell on Myra for a moment. “You can take a moment to relax. I’ll just take care of our guest here.” She then headed over to the cargo bay behind a thick metal door which seemed to have a few things stashed in there, mostly boxes and a few large containers of water which indicated at the rest being little more than supplies or required wares for wherever the huntress had to get to in the near future.

After hearing a few metallic clunks and watching her chain the Undine to some of the protruding bars, Ania returned upon shutting the door in her wake. She received a small tour of the ship afterwards, revealing an appealing bath, then a bedroom with a queen-sized bed and a kitchen with reasonable amounts of space for everything that needed doing.

She took off to the cockpit before long and upon performing a few elaborate movements on each console, the engines came to life with a pleasant hum. Myra could see bubbles rise in the water before them, first faster than them until her stomach began to tingle and they ascended out of the lake. Further intructions for the system quickly followed and the beautiful Vodran gathered they’d have an auto pilot active for the journey to come.

Ania then spun around in the Captain’s seat, relaxed and leaned back at the prospect of leaving their more gruesome experiences behind though there was little doubt her eyes scanned the crimson crowned jewel standing before her now. “I’ve entered a few coordinates that’ll take us to a place where you can resume your search for answers about what happened to your memories. It’ll take us about eighteen hours to get to the nearest station.” She’d hoped for more time, but there was little point in keeping Myra with her forever unless those memories returned on their own. As attractive and talented as she was, Ania didn’t plan on keeping her hostage.

She did grin at the prospect of having all that time for themselves before having to part ways regardless. Her tendrils swayed and twitched at the idea of just pulling the woman into her lap, but for now the voluptuous alien refrained. “Any ideas on what we could do in the meantime?”

Her ship was a bit larger. It wasn't much though it did what was necessary. It didn't brake down and the two biggest features had been the state of the art communications system and a pool where Reika had been kept. It was also the place where she spent much of her leisure time as she traveled.

While she rarely used those communication systems having real time transmissions across the stars was a boon. There were a few methods of communication some primitive and other advanced techniques though most had a delay between sending and receiving messages of some sort. The tech existed for real time messages but was quite expensive. Often it was unnecessary save for military vessels. Most of the time contacting a nearby ship or planet was all that one needed.

Though while Ania dealt with the Undine she practiced shaping some of the puddles of water that the Undine made. Moving it, swirling it.

The tour of the ship confirmed that this vessel was smaller though she had been disappointed when the tour didn't end in the bedroom. She thought to make an edit but they were still on planet. She had doubted that any Undine that arrived would scan the bottom of the lake for them. She knew they had good sensors but unless they had spent the time tracking them then concluded that they had been down here.

So she waited. After what she assumed was the auto pilot engaging as she could not read the language she heard the details.

“Eighteen hours?”

Ania asked her about ideas. As if she had to ask.

“Well … is that going to be enough time?” She knelt down before her working at her pants to extract that manhood. One hand reached into the zipper a single finger skimming over her slit while she leaned forward lightly lick the pole, using her other hand to pump just as slowly along engorging that rod to hardness. Blue eyes flicked up as her tongue danced over the tip of that shaft playing with that slit too.

It had been as if she was asking if she had any better ideas. If not then she took the head of that shaft between her lips lightly sucking against it.