Shokushu High School

SHOWER DREAMS

Kraal was not bored even though he had been waiting for 16 days. Boredom was not a concept understood by the alien shape-shifter. When one had to wait, one waited. Eventually one stopped waiting. It was inevitable so where was the boredom? Anyway, this period of waiting was almost over. He had been aware of the spaceship lifting off and now he could sense a shadowy shape approaching the shower cubicle. His prey approached. Soon it would be time for action.

SpaceGirl wandered naked towards the shower, preoccupied by thoughts of Tracey. The young black girl had had a deep effect on her and leaving had been difficult. Was she in love, she wondered? Never having been in love before she wasn't sure. It certainly wasn't anything like her girlish dreams of romance when she had been growing up in Kyoto. Then the fantasies had been of a young man, his face shadowy but surely handsome, his body - well certain parts of his body - not shadowy at all. After all, a growing 14-year-old needed her dreams. She didn't think it was love. Was it possible to truly love a member of ones own sex? Surely there was a lot of lust involved, her body still tingled from their last love-making. Maybe that was all it was - was she in lust with Tracey? Time would tell.

Entering the shower, SpaceGirl was totally unaware of Kraal's presence. That was not surprising. The shape-shifter was moulded to the shower walls, only a faint sheen betraying his presence. Turning on the shower, the young Japanese girl began to mechanically soap herself, mind still far away with her recently parted lover. Kraal watched her hands as they slid over firm young flesh. It had never been adequately explained why members of his race found earth-girls sexually attractive. The fact that they did was well documented, and was also the basis of the sex-slave trade from which he made a very good living. But why? Kraal didn't know, and watching the exciting body displayed unknowingly for his appreciation, he didn't much care either. He decided to have some fun.

Hitomi's mind drifted as she enjoyed the shower. Almost she could believe it was Tracey's hands exploring her supple curves. She closed her eyes, unaware that Kraal was shifting his form bare inches from her vulnerable body. Yes, with her eyes closed it was easy to pretend. Tracey stood behind SpaceGirl, bodies not quite touching. She ran soft hands gently over the Japanese girl's slender back, fingers sliding knowingly over her most sensitive places. Hitomi breathed harder. The hands wandered onto her sides and she raised her own arms above her head to facilitate their passage, hanging onto the shower head, leaving her slim body completely exposed to Tracey's attentions. Kraal could hardly believe it. He had expected resistance, maybe even panic, but this girl was welcoming his touch. Was it a trick to throw him off guard?

Kraal, his extensors moulded into the shapes of human hands, decided to make the most of this unexpected opportunity. If it was a trick, he still had the advantage. His hand-like extensions slid forwards over Hitomi's supple waist. Hitomi moaned softly as Tracey drifted her right hand upwards and captured a firm young tit in her gentle grip. She moulded its shape in her palm, exploring the swelling shape of resilient tit-flesh as the breast hardened beneath her expert caress. Finger and thumb captured a rising nipple and tweaked playfully while her other hand wandered over the front of SpaceGirl's body.

Hitomi felt herself growing hot as she daydreamed of her black lover. It felt so real that Tracey could almost be there with her. She should stop before she got too carried away. After all it was only a few hours since she had left Tracey's bed after hours of love-making. She couldn't need more sex now. It was probably just a way of trying to pretend to herself that the young lesbian was still around, that she hadn't been left to fend for herself by the ADD agent. You have to face reality, she told herself sharply, Tracey is in the past. With a determined effort SpaceGirl shook herself and stepped forward to open the door. Caught by surprise, Kraal lost his grip. But quickly recovering he took on a new shape.

SHOWER REALITY

In an instant, Kraal's extensions lost all semblance of human shape. In their place, a dozen tentacles formed and whipped out. SpaceGirl had barely slid the shower door open when the lightning-fast appendages lashed onto her body. In an instant, tentacles gripped her wrists, twined around her legs and body and grasped her painfully about the neck. Thrown off balance by the slippery floor, still preoccupied with thoughts about Tracey, Hitomi was totally unprepared for the assault. By the time she recovered, she was securely bound by the tough rubber-like feelers and struggle as she might, she could not shift their grip by so much as an inch.

Kraal was annoyed, partly at the young earth-girl but mostly at himself. He had got careless, had been so intent on his exploration of that firm sexy flesh that he had been caught by surprise and had almost allowed his prey to escape. He would take no more chances. But of course, that didn't mean that he couldn't have a little fun too. After all, there were hours to pass until the slaver ship would draw alongside to transfer this cargo on its journey to Leper - its final journey if Kraal knew anything of Leper. Well, Leper wasn't averse to second-hand goods as long as they still functioned properly - and Kraal was in the mood now.

Hitomi thought furiously even as she struggled against the restraining appendages. She too was annoyed at herself. She had got too casual and now she looked likely to pay for it. Despite her twisting, she couldn't get into the right position to use her fingerblades, nor could she reach the molecular wirecutter or microbombs concealed in her hair. And until she was sure of success, she wouldn't risk revealing the existence of these implements. She had to bide her time and wait for an opportunity to present itself - and she had to be ready to seize that opportunity in an instant. All her training at Antares would be needed if she were to avoid becoming one more statistic in the ADD logs.

Tentacles secured her wrists and legs, while thick bands held her securely by neck and waist. Splayed back against the wall of the shower cubicle, pressed against a part of Kraal's body did she but know it, SpaceGirl watched in horrified fascination as the very walls around her sprouted loathsome mottled tentacles. There was some guiding purpose behind their movement, she knew that much even though she could not see the creature directing the appendages. There was nothing random about their movements. Hitomi considered screaming to Miyaki but there was nothing useful her scout ship’s computer could do in this situation. At most it could fire off a message to Antares but any help there was days away. She gritted her teeth and prepared for the inevitable, while watching closely for the least chance to escape.

Even though she knew what was coming she couldn't help feeling a sense of outrage as hideous tentacles approached her body. It was not in her nature to accept such a thing passively but held tightly and with arms and legs splayed apart she may as well have been chained to the wall. Still she squirmed and twisted to try and avoid the loathsome appendages as they reached for her pert young breasts. It did no good. Feelers lashed onto firm flesh, their suckered undersides gripping hard. Both her small but shapely mounds attracted the attentions of several appendages and soon almost the entire surface of her chest was covered by the vine-like extensions. Only her prominent nipples poked free of the encircling attackers.

Despite herself, Hitomi gasped as the tentacles began to contract, gripping her tits tighter, squeezing into the malleable flesh. Already she was more than half aroused by her earlier experience when she believed dreams of Tracey were fondling her body. Experiences, she realised with sick horror, that must have been assisted by these horrid fronds. She squirmed again, trying to dislodge the molesters but all they did was to grip tighter. Her breasts, still sensitive from before, firmed up more under the ministration. Tentacles began to alternately grip and release the swelling orbs, which treacherously began to respond to the manipulation. Hitomi moaned as sensitive flesh sent messages of pleasure to her brain. As the tentacles rhythmically squeezed, her breasts increasingly welcomed the attention, hardening, pushing outwards to meet their tormentors. Then the suckers began to move, alternately fastening onto firm flesh then releasing their grip. It felt like hundreds of little mouths kissing and nipping all over her tits. Pleasure messages became stronger, threatening to overwhelm the young girl and despite her horror, SpaceGirl found herself responding as the alien titted her up.

'Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh,' twisting her head she managed to look down at her body. Tentacle-fingers writhed all over her aching tits, relentlessly stimulating vulnerable flesh. Only her nipples poked free and she watched helplessly as they grew longer and harder in response to the incessant manipulation of her boobs. SpaceGirl knew she was becoming aroused by the monster but there was nothing she could do to stop the assault. Try as she might, she couldn't stop her body responding to the attentions it was receiving. Becoming a little frantic she tried to think of something else, anything else, but all that came into her brain was images of Tracey. Not the sort of thing designed to take her mind off sex.

With a start, she saw two more appendages approaching her chest. Their ends were formed into little bell-shapes, almost like small flowers. But as they covered her nipples, their purpose became apparent. Hitomi groaned as she felt those sensitive buds drawn into the bell shapes, which completely covered her jutting teats. The fronds adjusted their shapes until they gripped the entire surface of each nipple. Then they began to pull gently, stimulating her throbbing nubs.
'Nnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh ....... Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh .......' SpaceGirl's nipples had always been her weak spot and she groaned with lust as the alien appendages sucked and tugged relentlessly, causing her teats to swell harder and longer as they engorged with blood. The entire surface of each shapely tit was being expertly manipulated by the alien ravisher, flesh covered by thousands of tiny kisses even while her nipples were gently milked. Hitomi's brain began to lose control under the stimulation.

UNEXPECTED COMPANY

Preoccupied with the assault on her tits, Hitomi had lost track of the rest of her body. Not so Kraal. Even while he used a part of his anatomy to ravage the earth-girl's seductive breasts, another set of tentacles was forming lower down. SpaceGirl became aware of them as they slithered up over her knees and onto the taut flesh of her thighs. Again she tried desperately to pull away but Kraal wasn't taking any chances now. All the twisting could do was to rub her firm bottom against the thin coating of Kraal that covered the shower wall behind her. He quite enjoyed the sensation.

Tentacles moved over firm thighs, suckers contracting and releasing to crawl over smooth skin as they inched higher. Again the sensation was like hundreds of little mouths moving and kissing over responsive flesh. Hitomi groaned anew as a dozen feelers crept upwards, covering her legs as they moved slowly inwards onto the incredibly sensitive surfaces of her inner thighs. With her legs firmly held wide by prisoning bands, she could do nothing to move away from the assault. An assault that some part of her mind even welcomed as she grew increasingly aroused by the multiple stimulations across her helpless body. Panic began to set in when she felt a warm feeling begin to fill her pussy as her body began to prepare for what must come next.

SpaceGirl gasped as the first tentacle moved up onto her prominent mound. Her sleek pubic hair, still wet from her earlier shower was no barrier to the suckers as they kissed their way across the domed surface. Moments later that first inquisitive extension was joined by several more. Gradually they positioned themselves to cover her mons, slowly they inched their way downwards while the tentacles on her inner thighs inched up to meet them.
'Mmmmmmmhhhhhhhh ..... aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh ...' Hitomi moaned as exploring feelers crawled over her sweet sex-lips.
'Nnnnnngggghhhhgggghhhhhhhhhh .....' she gurgled in passion as suckers kissed and groped over the entire surface of her cunt, while those tentacles too late to secure a position began to insinuate themselves into the tight cleft of her bottom.
'AAAANNNNNGGGGHHHHH ...' the expected but unwelcome orgasm flashed through her helpless body as suckers prised her labia apart and fastened onto her aching clit.

Responding to her cries, the essential core of Kraal's nature surfaced. He knew just how to increase his own arousal. Those tentacles covering her orbs momentarily released aching mounds. Then two strong ones returned to circle the base of each cone. Contracting strongly they forced hard swollen tits to bulge out into even harder globes, digging deep into soft flesh, tentacles almost disappearing with the power of their grip. Hitomi moaned at the sudden pain as her tits were squeezed powerfully. Then the two bell shaped appendages which had retained their grasp suddenly clenched harder onto her engorged nipples and pulled violently, distorting the swollen mounds even more, seemingly trying to pull the pulsating teats clean away from her breasts. Hitomi yelped, she had expected rape - not this. But Kraal hadn't finished yet – not by a long way. Brief relief followed as her aching nipples were released but the constricting tentacles retained their grip on the inflamed orbs. The remaining appendages re-formed again, longer now and thinner. Briefly they slid over the hard flesh of her globular tits, teasing the abused flesh. Then without warning they withdrew. Suddenly one tentacle darted out, its tip just flicking the rigid swollen tissue of one breast.

It flicked again, harder this time leaving a red mark where the tip had struck. Another tentacle struck out at her other breast leaving an ugly stripe to mar the upper surface, glowing angrily against the pale flesh. Then both appendages lashed out harder, landing their blows across engorged teats. Hitomi screamed in outrage as red pain burst through her body. Kraal was enjoying himself. Both tentacles lashed out again and again, crisscrossing pale ivory globes with unsightly hatch marks. They seemed to take special delight in catching her nipples and the sensitive teats burned hot under the assault even as they thrust outwards. More tentacles joined in and began to lash viciously at the hard tit-flesh, cruelly whipping the sensitive surfaces of SpaceGirl's breasts. In a frenzy the thin appendages violently thrashed her pale skin in an orgy of  sadism. SpaceGirl yelped anew with the stinging pain.

'Eeeeeeeaaaaaarrrgghhhhhhh ....... Aaaaiiiiiiiii …' At the same time as the assault on her painful tits, insistent suckers relentlessly worked over her clitoris and explored the folds of her open cunt-lips. Tentacles worked into the tight cleft of her bottom, suckers kissing over the inner surfaces, questing tendrils finding the little knot of her anus and tickling it. A slender appendage worked through the muscle ring and slid into her body, exploring as it thrust deeper. Another slid through the slick honey to enter her vagina, suckers working their way over sugar walls, finding her g-spot and stimulating the rough skin. Pleasure mixed in confusion with pain. Her body convulsing spastically, head twisting wildly from side to side, SpaceGirl hung crucified in her bonds as the alien violently and mercilessly assaulted her quivering tits, while at the same time arousing her most sensitive secret places.

More tentacles formed up and began to lash the soft flesh of her belly. Ribbons of fire scorched the gentle dome, spread outwards onto her supple waist, unable to curl around her back which was pressed against the Kraal-wall. Appendages which had been massaging her thighs withdrew, returned moments later to whip and slash, concentrating on the velvety inner flesh exposed by her widespread legs. Some of those attacking her belly dropped lower, lashing their tips onto her pubis, thrashing within millimetres of her sex-lips. Others flicked at her flanks, attempting to reach her pert bottom. All this while, the insistent suckers continued to inexorably stimulate her engorged clitoris, crawl over her gaping sex-lips, relentlessly explore the inner walls of her cunt and anus.

Lost in a haze, torn between pleasure and pain, her helpless form twitching from the frenzied assault, SpaceGirl was barely aware of a thick appendage forming between her legs. Without warning the tendril exploring her vagina withdrew and the appendage thrust upwards, fully as thick as her upper arm. With one sharp movement the monstrous phallus rammed deep into her moistened cunt.
'AAAIIIIEEEEEEE ...' impaled on the heavy member, SpaceGirl writhed in an agony of pleasure and pain. Even as tentacles relentlessly whipped her quivering breasts and body, the thick phallus slid in and out between the stretched walls of her twitching cunt and the persistent suckers continued to arouse her clit and anus. With a relentless rhythm, the mighty appendage thrust again and again into her sopping cunt. Filling her completely with each thrust, the rough surfaces of a hundred tiny suckers dragged at her inner walls, stimulating the ridged flesh, driving her crazy with lust even as the rest of her body flared with the pain of the whipping she was still receiving.

Then another appendage formed in the Kraal-wall behind her and nosed into the crack between her buttocks. The inquisitive tendril exploring her anus drew back and the feeler moved in deeper. Finding the petals of her clenching anus, it too thrust within in one single movement. Its bulk was no less than the member ravaging her aching cunt and it stretched her anus wide as it forced its way deep inside her quivering bottom. Hitomi felt she must surely split apart from the sheer bulk of the two massive appendages thrusting into her body in unison. She groaned deeply, pleasure and pain mingling inextricably, wracking her squirming body as the remorseless assault continued. Gradually the pain caused by relentlessly lashing tentacles faded into a hot glow that suffused her entire body. Amazingly there was no blood. The appendages seemed to know exactly how hard they could strike without breaking skin. The entire front of her body burned red from their frantic attentions but the only liquid visible was a mingling of her own perspiration and love juice.

And then there was only the sensation of two immense members crashing remorselessly into her cunt and anus, sliding in and out of her body, slick with her honey. The pain diminished now as abused muscles adjusted to the ravishment, stretching wide to accommodate the intruders. And her clitoris, oh yes there was that sensation too! Suckers released the abused button as another bell-shaped tentacle formed over the little bud and drew on it strongly, teasing it out, lengthening it as blood flowed in to engorge the nub. Tugging insistently until it felt stretched longer than her nipples had been. Red lust washed over SpaceGirl's brain and she writhed in abandon as the combined assaults ripped into her spasming body.
'Aaaaaaagggghhhhhh ....... Ooooooooohhhhhhhh ...... Nooooooohhh ....... Nnnnngghhhhhhhhhhhh ... YEEESSSSSSS .... Give it to me ......... HARDERRRRRRR ..... Mmmmmmmpppphhhhhh ....' The last cry was muffled. The heavy tentacle looped around her neck forced her head backwards, while another thick tentacle formed in front of her lips. As wide as those assaulting her cunt and ass, it forced its way between her lips and into her mouth stretching her jaw to its limit. Then it began to shaft into that orifice in time to those fucking her down below, sliding between wide-stretched lips, thrusting deeply into her throat, threatening to choke her. Overcome by lust, unable to even cry out any more, Hitomi squirmed and twisted as Kraal raped all three of her openings with appendages fully four inches in diameter. Her body out of control, slave to the red haze that enveloped her brain, the young girl thrashed about wantonly as orgasm after orgasm washed over her spasmodically jerking body.

Suddenly it stopped. The tentacle abruptly withdrew from her mouth and her head fell forwards. Dimly she was aware of the other appendages pulling out from between the stretched and gaping walls of her anus and cunt. A dark form was dimly apparent before her while a white mist seemed to distort her view. The grips on her wrists and legs slackened noticeably. Gathering her remaining strength SpaceGirl twisted her sweat-soaked arms within the tentacle grasp and they were free! With a snarl she manipulated her hands and razor-sharp blades sprang from concealment, growing like claws from her fingers. Slash and slash again. Putrid ichor spurted from severed appendages as Hitomi freed herself from the perverted alien embrace. Pulling forwards, she bumped into another figure, recognising with astonishment the slender form of Tracey. She was standing in the open doorway, apparently spraying a chemical fire-extinguisher over the contorted body of an alien desperately trying to find a shape that would restore the initiative.

Too late! With one hand SpaceGirl grabbed Tracey's arm, tugging her backwards, with the other she reached into the tangled web of her long black hair and plucked a microbomb from the 'crash-bomb' string. No chance to use an explosive in that confined space, it would rip the side out of the ship and kill them all. A quick pinch activated the device and Hitomi tossed it into the shower, pulling Tracey round the corner as she did so and bodily pressing her against a wall. Seconds later the bomb exploded with a blinding flash and a deafening bang. Looking back round the corner through the clearing smoke, SpaceGirl saw the alien shape-shifter reeling in total disorientation, ichor still pouring from a dozen wounds. Then it got messy. Giving the alien no more chance than he had given her, Hitomi jumped into the room, blades flashing in the light as she carved again and again at the hated form. Tracey re-appeared with a long knife from the galley and together the two girls hacked at the quivering lump until positive that all semblance of life had fled. Finally the ordeal of the past few hours overcame Hitomi and she slumped to the floor.

EXPLANATIONS

When she regained consciousness, Hitomi was lying on her bed. Tracey sat beside her, applying salve to tortured flesh, a pleasant coolness replacing painful burning. As soon as she noticed SpaceGirl's eyes flutter open, the black girl offered her a cold drink which was gratefully accepted.
'You certainly look like you been through the wringer, girl,' she observed quietly.
'But .. what .. how?' I mean ....'
'You mean what am I doing here?'
'Yes ... I left you ... where .... how ....?'
'Just you lie back and let me finish fixing up this pretty little body of yours and I'll talk while I work. Deal?'
'Deal.'
'Well, first off Miki ..'
'Hitomi.'
'What?'
'Hitomi. That's my real name. There's a lot you don't know about me.'
'Well I kind of figured that glorified clerks don't attract that sort of attention. Hitomi, eh?' Tracey tried it out experimentally a few times. 'Yeah, I like it. Anyway, Hitomi, when I knew you were going to leave, I had to do something,' the old uncertainty rose again and the black girl looked ready to cry, 'I mean, what we had together ..... well, it was very special to me .....'
'It was very special to me too, Tracey.' The younger girl bucked up at that and managed to continue.
'Well, anyway, as I was saying, when I knew you were going I just knew I had to tag along with you. Sort of see if it was what it felt like when we were together. Anyway, when you were out working a couple of times I scouted out your ship and sort of made friends with Miyaki.'
'Miyaki!'
'Yes SpaceGirl,' the computer voice chimed in, 'I'm afraid I was in on it.' Could a computer sound embarrassed?
'So, yeah, the minute you set off for the spaceport I had a bike stashed out back with my bits in it. Oh, yeah, I also fixed it with your driver not to hurry too much. Anyway, I go here ahead of you and Miyaki helped me hide down below next to your bike. Neat looking machine that! Well, I guess I must have dropped off, 'cos the next thing I know you're shouting and screaming like there's no tomorrow. Then I rush up here and grabbed the nearest think to try and help. Did I do good?' she concluded in a nervous rush
'You did very good, honey. You probably saved my life.' Tracey smiled at that and even managed to preen a little. 'But for now, I'm afraid I'm not up to much. Can you take care of yourself for a couple of hours while I recover?'
'Anything for you, darling,' Tracey whispered to deaf ears as SpaceGirl slipped back into unconsciousness.

Some time later, a rather unsteady Japanese girl tottered into the living area. On her way in she noticed that the shower cubicle had been cleaned to a spotless sheen. Tracey was sitting on a long bench against the wall and SpaceGirl made her way to sit close beside her. The two girls exchanged gentle smiles, then Miyaki was requested to provide suitable food and drink for them both. Few words were exchanged while they ate but their eyes met warmly from time to time over the table. Irrespective of her saving her life, Hitomi was glad to have Tracey there by her side. For her part, the young black girl seemed to almost worship her companion and couldn't do enough for her.

Feeling a little stronger now, SpaceGirl gave the story of her background to Tracey. She held nothing back. This girl had earned her trust and affection as no-one else had ever done. For her part, Tracey sat wide eyed as Hitomi related her experiences with the alien sex-slavers and her life with the Alien Defence Directorate. Finally she reached the part about her visit to Cygnus 4. Rising, she fetched the folder containing the photographs of Katie as she was assaulted and raped. Tracey's eyes narrowed as she examined the images.
'Katie was a friend of mine. Not in the same way as you and me, but she was nice to me. This is getting personal.' her face took on a determined expression. 'This ADD of yours. It gets back at these alien scum, right? And they always looking for recruits, right?' Hitomi nodded twice. 'Then it looks like I found somewhere to enlist, girl. And I guess if that means we'll be seeing some more of each other I can live with that ... I mean ...' She looked so vulnerable, expecting rejection at every advance, that Hitomi couldn't resist cuddling her.
'I'd like that, Tracey,' she breathed into the black girl's hair, 'but you have to know the sort of work I do and how dangerous it is. It's not something to take on lightly.'
'Weeeellll,' her companion drawled, mood swinging instantly back to confidence at Hitomi's reassurance. 'seems to me you need someone to watch out for you, lover.'
'You could be right at that,' SpaceGirl laughed, trying not to wince as Tracey hugged her impulsively. But the black girl was instantly aware of the reaction.
'OK, if I'm going to look out for you, the first thing is to get you into bed,' she said firmly.
'I'm not going to be much use to you there for a while.'
'Don't you think I know that! I saw what that bastard did to your sweet little bod! Now I got to get you all fixed up before I can play with you again.' Taking Hitomi firmly by the hand, Tracey led her into the bedroom and stripped off the loose robe before helping her into bed. Then she re-applied healing salve to the battered body before carefully cuddling the young Japanese girl.
'By the way,' Hitomi murmured sleepily, ' what happened to the mess in the shower?'
'I gathered the bastard up in a bag and spaced him! He ain't going to hurt you no more. Not ever again.'

Over the next few days, Hitomi's resilient body recovered from her ordeal. Skin paled again to the colour of old ivory and the aches faded from her abused vagina and anus. At the same time, Tracey's sweet young personality soothed her mind just by being close. For her part, Tracey couldn't do enough. SpaceGirl eventually had to fight her way out of bed, otherwise the black girl would have mothered her all the way to Antares. The enforced absence of sex between the two girls gave them time to get to know each other as people. Hitomi learned much about Tracey's early years, her yearning for members of her own sex and the taunts and hateful comments that narrow-minded girls threw back in response to her tentative approaches. Little wonder she was so insecure, always expecting rejection. Meanwhile, Tracey's admiration for Hitomi grew apace. As more details emerged about her experiences under alien hands, Tracey knew that she was deeply in love with the young Japanese. Hitomi's own feelings were more complex. She cared very much for her young companion, but love? Maybe that would develop in time. For now she enjoyed Tracey's company and found it difficult to think about a future where the black girl had no part. Was that love? Hitomi didn't know.

Two days out from Antares, Hitomi felt fully recovered. She had avoided the shower cubicle all this time, not wishing to relive the assault, making do with water from the galley when she needed to wash. Now she knew she had to face it again but was still reluctant to enter that enclosed space. Tracey sensed something wrong and feared she had inadvertently annoyed her companion in some way. But finally she plucked up the courage to ask. If she was surprised at SpaceGirl's admission of fear, she showed no sign of it. Rather she was pleased to be able to do something for her heroine.
'That's easily done, honey. I'll come with you and if there's anything nasty there I'll protect you.' SpaceGirl had to smile at this bravado but she still accepted the offer with some relief.

SHOWER SOAP

The two girls stripped off in the bedroom. Tracey had seen a lot of Hitomi's naked body during the last few days but she still felt drawn to examine the slender form, an examination that was returned in equal measure. Tracey seemed to be blossoming out during their time together. She had put on a few pounds, and while still trim, her body looked a bit more rounded, more young woman than young girl. It suited her. Hand in hand they stepped into the cubicle and Hitomi adjusted the water. Not a large area, there was only just room for the two girls to both fit in and they bumped against each other every time they moved. Finally SpaceGirl was sure that not all the contacts were accidental and she giggled.
'I was thinking about you just before …. Well, just before,' she admitted.
'Tell me about it,' Tracey urged. After a little prompting Hitomi did just that, her description of dream Tracey leading to a certain rising in sexual tension within the small cubicle.
'Maybe it will help to go through that part again … with a different ending,' Tracey suggested with a trace of hoarseness. Hitomi's groin twitched, lust or fear she wasn't sure which.
'Lets give it a try,' maybe it would exorcise the demons that had invaded this part of Miyaki. She wanted her home back, didn't want to fear any part of the ship.

SpaceGirl turned to face away from Tracey. It took an effort but she forced herself. She had to face her fears by turning away. It was almost Zen-like in its contradiction. Moments later, Tracey's soap-covered hands softly worked their way over her shoulders, gently massaging over sensitive skin, running knowingly down Hitomi's back. It felt so similar to the last time that she almost panicked. As Tracey's expert fingers massaged the soft flesh of her waist, it took all of the Japanese girl's willpower to raise her hands and grasp the shower nozzle above her head but she managed to take that step and her fear subsided somewhat. Tracey moved in closer, her soft breasts pressing each side of SpaceGirl's spine, two distinct impressions on her back. Looking down the length of her own body, Hitomi saw strong brown hands emerge from around her waist and slide sensuously over the slight dome of her belly. Gently the hands meandered blindly over her skin in random patterns before slithering upwards through the soap to carefully cup her receptive breasts.

As though handling delicate china, Tracey explored the shapely mounds with her long fingers, mapping their contours carefully, wandering over the resilient surfaces. Finally the fingers centred on awakening nipples, gently tweaking the swelling peaks. Hitomi's eyes closed as she moaned quietly. It felt so tender, so arousing as the black girl carefully teased her teats to hardness. Her breasts firmed under the ministration and she felt an awakening warmth deep in her lower belly. Nothing to fear, not this time, just the receiving of pleasure. Sensing her partner's growing excitement, Tracey slipped her left hand lower while the right continued to stimulate firm flesh, feeling the tits harden beneath her touch.

Tracey's hand slid easily back over Hitomi's tummy and continued lower. Twining into the little black pelt, she tugged playfully before spreading her fingers out to explore over the prominent mound, cupping it, then sliding lower again to cover SpaceGirl's sex and gently press onto it.
'Mmmmmmmmmmm,' a low moan rewarded her efforts and she felt the flesh beneath her hand begin to radiate heat. With her right hand she squeezed SpaceGirl's boob a little tighter, increasing the stimulation on that sensitive peak, capturing an outthrust nipple between two fingers and pressing it lightly between them. At the same time the pressure from her left hand increased also, and to her delight, her middle finger slipped easily between labia and into the welcoming warmth of soft, wet pussy. Carefully she moved her finger within the wetness, easing Hitomi's sex-lips apart, widening the channel between them. Then sliding upwards through the honey, parting inner lips and slipping easily onto her erecting clit. Teasing the little button to greater hardness, she felt the body beneath her hands squirm slightly as SpaceGirl moaned again, louder this time.

Releasing the tantalising Japanese boob, Tracey allowed her right hand to wander down over Hitomi's supple waist. Moving around a little, both of her own hardening breasts pressing into SpaceGirl's left side, she moved her hand down onto the exposed bottom and fondled the firm cheeks, while still keeping up the stimulation of the aroused clitoris with her left hand. Hitomi parted her legs wider in anticipation, her left one nestling between those of Tracey, her hip pressing against the black girl's prominent mound. Tracey responded by letting her long fingers slither into the cleft between rounded buttocks, running her hand up and down the soapy channel, fingernails just scraping lightly over Hitomi's anus-bud as they passed.
'Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh …' the Japanese girl responded automatically to the teasing and she pressed her inflamed clit harder against Tracey's fingers.

The black girl sent her right hand lower, down under SpaceGirl's body, until both her hands linked together in their manipulation of the young girl's aching cunt, one from the front and one from the back. While her left hand continued to move over Hitomi's throbbing clit, she carefully positioned her right hand lower and gently slid one long finger deep into the creamy vagina. Still treating Hitomi as though she were made of glass, Tracey slowly moved her finger in and out in a hypnotic rhythm. SpaceGirl responded by arching her back and thrusting her pert little bottom back to welcome the intruder. Realising how much her companion was enjoying this, Tracey carefully added a second finger and began to frott Hitomi's cunt in earnest. While her left hand moved faster over the erect clit, her right hand shafted stronger into SpaceGirl's body, her palm banging against the outthrust bottom and making it quiver with each assault. It didn't take long. Hitomi hung from the shower nozzle in earnest now, as wave after wave of pleasure flooded her body. Her increasingly erotic moans filled the air as she writhed on those insistent fingers.
'Aaaahhhhhhh …. Ooooooooohhhhhhhh … Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeesssssssss … Mmmmmm …. Oh, that is sooooo goood, lover.' Her entire body shuddered as a stunning orgasm swept through her and she hung limply but happily as the black girl slowed her movements and gently brought her back to earth.

Back in the bedroom, Hitomi sparkled, her earlier fears forgotten. The two young girls entwined playfully on the bed as they teased and touched each others bodies, not sexually, not just yet. That would follow soon but after all, they had two whole days before Antares. Plenty of time to do everything they could devise to each other.
'Hey, I've just thought,' SpaceGirl smiled wickedly, ‘I've got this bikini that would look fabulous on you. It's made from spidersilk. You must try it on in the morning.'

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