Scavenger
This is sort of a sequal to my story Somebody to Love, which can also be found here on Yiffstar.
Scavenger by Von Krieger Atanah snored softly, leaning on her ship's console. The little purple dragoness had fallen asleep, her ship scanning for large amounts of scrap metal. The Nome Asteroid Field was a good place to find derelict ships for scrap. While not much more then an annoyance to space travelers, the field was avoided for the simple reason that it slowed down travel, and there was a good sized break in it that could be easily passed through. There weren't any huge asteroids anymore, they'd be mined out and blown apart by passing ships for target practices for millennia. Because no one really went in there, various systems and alliances used it for a garbage dump. Many races viewed out of date spaceships as mere trash, they were inferior to modern constructions. It was easier simply to find an asteroid or a large terrestrial mineral deposit and let the construction nanites build a new ship from scratch. With an old ship there was no guarantee there was enough material to build a the newer model from the older one. Atanah's employers were rather cheap in that they didn't want to buy asteroids or mineral deposits, so they sent out ships like Atanah's to find old bits of scrap. They made smaller craft, fit for 50 furrs or less, and that was just passengers. They were capable of being crewed by just one or two people. So it was mostly personal ships and space yachts for the rich and famous. So each old military, colony, or scientific research vessel that was found could make anywhere from half a dozen to nearly two hundred smaller craft. A soft buzzing woke the sleepy reptile up from her nap. She yawns and stretches, almost falling off her stool, but her paw catches the console, pulling her back. Yawning she flaps her feathered wings, getting the stiffness out after a few hours of laying limps at her sides. She was rather unlike most of her race, probably stemming from a little off-planet DNA in her family tree somewhere. Atanah though her wings were rather beautiful, cover in soft feathers, rather then smooth scales and stretchy skin. She came from a world that was all tropical rain forest, the inside of her ship made some species rather uncomfortable with it's stifling heat and high humidity. The dragoness wore no clothes, feeling more comfortable in adapting her environment to comfortable temperatures for her body, rather then confine herself with scraps of fabric. Murring softly, Atanah wraps her wings around herself, giving herself a hug with the soft, fluffy feathers. The dragoness looks over the console, checking for the source of the noise, but she find the sonsole dead, the ship's AI having turned it off upon seeing Atanah resting on it for a nap. "Casdrana, what's that noise?" she asks the computer. "It's an alarm, m'lady." the computer replies in it's shy female voice, Atanah shook her head, she'd had the AI programmed with a bit of a playful personality. "I know it's an alarm Cass, but why is it going off?" she smiles, the AI knew perfectly well what she meant. "Well, m'lady, you set the scanners to detect any large derelict ships, and I found one. Great big one too. Not very old, perhaps five years, human research vessel/colony builder with an experimental jump drive." Casdrana explains. "A human vessel? Way out here? Boy are they off the beaten path." Atanah rolls her eyes, humans were always getting lost, some kind of genetic refusal in the males to stop and ask for directions. "Perhaps they placed it here for a reason? Humans will often use a craft long after it ceases to function optimally out of sentimental value. It's not like them to abandon one like this." The computer speculates. "So what's the status on the ship?" the dragoness asks with a yawn. "Structural field intact, life support has been thrown into some strange setting, all air have been flushed from the ship, however the ambient temperature is set to well over one hundred degrees Vandrigite." Which was about the same temperature Atanah had her own ship set to. Humans found it very uncomfortable, especially so when they couldn't breathe. "So no survivors?" she asks. "Definitely not, though the ship's computer tells me, rather monotone-ly I might add, that there is however a stasis pod active in Medlab 13. It, rather morbid that the ship hasn't been programmed with a personality nor gender I might add, it's like conversing with a eunuch!" Atanah suspects that if Cass had eyes, she'd roll them right now. "So what happened to the ship?" she asks. "The computer doesn't know, it was offline and upgrading it's operating system at the time. When it regained standard system function, this had already happened. Someone emptied the ship of all oxygen based gases and dropped the environmental temperature controls. Everything in the ship was frozen solid within three minutes, then the ship warmed back up to the current temperature. That would of course cause severe tissue ruptures in almost all lifeforms. There are also several parts of the ship that were severely damaged from within, and all observation areas regarding them were taken offline by brute force. I wouldn't recommend going in there." "Cass, there might be someone still alive in there, I have to." the dragoness says. "Pilot in to the closest docking hatch to the lab. I'm going to get my suit on, give me directions to the lab through my comlink, ok?" Atanah says, walking toward "Yes m'lady." the AI says. Atanah pulls her suit on, It wasn't very comfortable when you had wings, but it was the best her people could do, especially since there were so many different wing sizes and shapes. "You hear me, Cass?" the dragoness asks through the comlink. "Yes I do. Hold on to something, we're docking, brace yourself." The ship shudders and Atanah falls over. "I told you to brace yourself." the AI says sarcastically. "You didn't give me the chance." "Oh please, I gave you ample bracing time." "You did not, you said, 'Brace yourself!' and then docked!" "Depressurizing." "Don't change the subject." "Opening hatches." "Don't ignore me, you silly bunch of bytes!" "I'm not ignoring you, I'm just skirting the subject, now get going to silly biological life form, before their computer starts asking me to play chess. I hate chess. The sooner I can disengaged and start towing the ship, the better." Cass complains. "Ok, ok, I'll be quick. Directions?" Atanah asks, rolling her eyes in her space suit. Since the artificial gravity is in place, she moves much faster then if she had to use the magnetic boots. "Down the hall, to the left, says Medlab 13 on the door in big black human letters." The AI explains. "I don't read human!" "Second door on your right then." Atanah rounds a corner and stops in her tracks. Down at the end of the hallway was a big gap in the interior of the ship, like something had taken a big bite out of it. It looked kind of random, no real sense to it. She wondered what had done it, but shook her head. Turning to the door and placing a paw on the open panel, the door hissed open. The lights were on, making it easy to see in the room. The dragoness found the stasis pod immediately. It was big and bulky, and too much for her to carry, she pulled a few sticky backed float-disks from a pocket on her suit, and stuck them to the front of the thing. It had an internal power supply, so she wasn't worried about what would happen if she moved the big metal cylinder. activating the disks, she tipped it down, pulling it back. Something under her paw made a brittle snapping sound. Looking down, Atanah recoiled in horror. She was stepped on a corpse. Immediately jumping over to one side, she looked down at the bleached bones on the floor. While the sudden freeze and lack of oxygen had killed off the crew and passengers, the bacteria were alive and well, having eaten away the flesh of whatever it was. It wasn't a human, the skull was shaped wrong, and it had digigrade legs, fangs, and a tail. It wasn't unusual, many furrs had jobs aboard human vessels. Saying a quick prayer to the Goddess for the furr's spirit, Atanah turned with the pod and returned to her own ship. With a hiss, the atmosphere seeps back into the airlock. Atanah removes her suit as soon as possible, stretch her captive wings. She runs a hand over the metal cylinder, wondering what it contained. "It isn't like virus samples or anything, is it?" she asks. "Of course not. A stasis pod is only used for biological organisms of far larger sizes. Scans show that it what's inside is somewhat small, perhaps a child of cub? The field is too strong to get much of anything, so you'll have to open it up. Big green thing, on the side." "I knew that! I'm wondering if I ought to open it up. There might be something hazardous in there." Atanah speculates. "Well the process takes about five minutes to reverse, so just hit the button, leave the airlock, and watch through the window, scardytail." the AI chides. "Oh stop it. How would you like it if something jumped out of their and ate my face off?" "Ok, ok, I don't want to see you hurt m'lady." Casdrana finally admits. "Ok then, I'm pressing the button!" Atanah says, then does so, turning and quickly darting out of the room as soon as the pod begins to make noise. Peering curiously trough the window, Atanah watches in fascination, wondering the pod contains. When she sees what it it, she sighs with relief. "Oh, just somebody's egg. Cass, can you scan and see what species it belongs to?" the dragoness asks. "It's too early to tell, the creature inside is still forming, there isn't enough biology to study. The shell is however is somewhat leathery, with a calcium rich shell underneath. There's quite a few complex substances in the shell that I'm having difficulty identifying, though nothing poisonous to you. "So... um... what temperature should I incubate it ate? Can you tell?" she asks. "It seems to be responding just fine to present conditions. So I think your normal settings are acceptable for it's growth." "'Kay, I'm going to secure it in my room in a box full of blankets. It's the best I can do since I don't have an actual nest box." "Go ahead. Shall I engage the tractor beam to the ship and begin on a course for the drop off point?" the AI asks. "That'd be great, Cass, thanks." the dragoness replies, opening the airlock door to take the egg out of the stasis pod. She sniffs the air, a strange scent having filled the airlock, perhaps the air from the stasis pod? It wasn't bad though, it smelled quite nice. Atanah gently picks up the egg, it was larger then those her own species laid, about half again as large. It felt heavy as well. Cradling it in her arm she felt a sharp prick on her scales. Pulling the egg away, she could see nothing, neither a wound, nor something sharp on the egg. She hoped she hadn't picked up scale mites at the last space station. Carrying the egg she headed toward her room. She found that the smell was coming from the egg, it was a very comforting smell. It reminded her of home, and of family, and of hatchlings, and of mating. It had been so long since Atanah had mated. She sighed softly, it was kind of lonely out here in space with just the computer for company, and her fingers and tail for pleasure. Her sex was beginning to drip, she was going into heat again. It wasn't much of a surprise, her people were known for this, going into a fit of deep sexual need very quickly, seemingly without reason. She sat down on her bed, spreading her legs, her tail curled around the egg. The box could wait, she had more important things to take care of. She began to finger herself gently, rubbing at her clit with the other paw. It felt nice, but all it did was arouse her desire to be mated further. Atanah just lay back and let it build, she enjoyed the powerful feelings her sex gave her when she was in heat. But this felt different, rather then begin the familiar slow escalation toward climax, she continued to ache, demanding to be filled with something other then taloned fingers. Her body wanted something inside her cunt, needed something inside her cunt. 'What about the egg?' said a small voice in her mind. Yes, the egg, the tapered point at the top would fit nicely. Grabbing it with both hands the dragoness brought it up to her aching femsex, teasing her opening with the egg's point. "Mmmm... feels so good." she moaned. The ache began to fade, her body accepting the touch of the egg. She began to push it in, her folds parting easily to take the first inch or two of the leathery purple orb. Atanah blinks. Purple? Had it been purple before? Did it matter really? No, no matter what color it was, it felt heavenly up against her, the ache in her crotch has faded to a dull tingling. She began to rock the egg back and forth, sliding in and out of her womanhood with it's smooth, round tip. Wait. smooth? It wasn't smooth, it was leathery and... and... Atanah's eyes widened in horror as she looked at the egg. Not only had it turned purple, but it had taken on the pattern of her lavender belly scales. Something wasn't right! She tried to pull the egg away, and gasped suddenly with a wave of pleasure coursing through her that made her arch her back. Ignoring the sweet feelings the touch of her fingers gave her on the egg's skin, she felt around her pussy, trying to find where the egg stopped and she began. Her body was rebelling against her, she could feel her muscles gripping the egg, pulling it deeper and deeper into herself. It was some weird alien parasite! It would probably suck away all the nutrition she took in to make itself grow, and when it finally ripped its way out of her. But the egg inside her felt good. It was altering her, there was no way that she ought to be able to take an object this large into herself and not feel pain. What she felt now was like a spectacular mating with a loving male. She felt her fear and panic leaving her. The egg was pumping some kind of chemical in her to calm her down, and it was working. It would probably kill her, but the egg felt so nice, it felt so right being inside of her. The egg was her reason for living, why would she want it out of her? Murring softly, Atanah began to stroke the bulging extension of her labia that formally wrapped around her egg. A strange green-yellow ooze began to seep from her skin down there. There was no need to panic, it was completely natural. It began to flow from her skin in other places as well. Atanah remained calm as the goo spread over her. It was her cocoon, when she emerged she would be the perfect mother for the little egg inside of her. She could feel the egg all the way inside of her now, slowly creeping up into her womb where it belonged. She felt her eyelids begin to grow heavy, telling her to sleep, sleep and embrace her change. The soft pulsing in her crotch continued however, it felt nice. Murring softly, Atanah fell asleep, her cocoon beginning to build around her. Atanah purred softly, she felt a little bit cold, absentmindedly she reaches for a blanket and find something soft and furry. Trying to pull it over herself, she finds that it's her own tail. That bring her fully awake, her tail wasn't fuzzy! At least it wasn't supposed to be. Sure enough, it is now, as is the rest of her body, covered in soft amythist and lavender fur with thin red stripes, almost like gashes on her body. The dragoness looked at herself in awe, wonder, and fear. What had done this to her? There were several other changes as well, there was a big tuft of fur at the end of her tail where the spade shaped tail-blade used to be. Scratching an itch on her belly, she discovered she had not two, not four, not six, but eight breasts. Surprisingly her tummy wasn't swollen, or burst with a horrible creature coming out of it. The biggest surprise of all, literally, lay between her legs. Hir legs. A big purple cock, aroused from the hormone shift made while sleeping, stood erect, laying just above hir navel and hir lowest pair of breasts. While different, the changes to hir body weren't so bad. Hir wings were still there. Shi fumbled for the comlink on hir nightstand, shi'd disconnected all of Casdrana's access to hir room, after shi'd punched up an incoming communication while Atanah was having some very intimate moments with a cucumber. All the AI could do was making the door entry beep, which was loud enough to wake the dragoness up. It was why shi kept a comlink, switched off, nearby. Shi couldn't find the comlink, in fact, shi couldn't find the nightstand. The only illumination was the soft glow of the safety strip above hir bed. "Lights." Atanah said sleepily. The lights came on and shi recoiled in horror. It was hir room, and then again, it wasn't. It looked... alive. The wall appeared to be made of purple-gray flesh, Atanah could see it stretch and pulse occasionally. The bed shi was laying on wasn't a bed. It was a soft, squishy blob attached to the floor and covered in thick shaggy fur. The windows were translucent green, like hir own eyes. The doors looked to be made of solid white bone. All the furniture was gone. The dragoness reluctantly stepped onto the floor, soft fur-like carpet growing from the ground. Shi shuddered, this place was so wrong, but the feel of the floor, the slight give of the skin underneath the fur, the almost subliminal throb, like a heartbeat felt comforting to Atanah, though shi knew it was wrong. Afraid, and yet comforted. shi walked toward the bathroom, a seam between the flesh of the walls parting to allow hir access. The tub had been altered, and was rather like a spring, warm water continuously pouring down from the wall, and draining out the bottom. The sink was the same. The mirror was also tinted green, like the windows. shi didn't even want to think about what the toilet was like. With a shudder shi turned back into hir room, only to find a creature sitting on hir bed. It looked much like hir, in fact save for the colors and the fact that it was only two thirds hir height. It had honey blonde hair, jaguar patterned fur, and a pair of oversized white feathered wings. "Good morning, Mama." it said. Atanah just stared at hir daughter. She was so confused, and so afraid. "I know you're scared, Mama, I'm not going to hurt you. Just come here and sit next to me." the little dragon pats the space on the bed next to hir. Before she can even think about what shi's doing, Atanah is halfway there. She halts her approach, frightened again. The creature controls her, Atanah had just began to obey hir without a second thought. "It's ok, Mama, please?" the creature asks, eyes pleading. Shivering Atanah sits down next to the creature. The leopard-dragon take Atanah's paw in both of her own, "I know you don't understand any of this. Let me explain. We're of a race that seeks to achieve biological perfection. We grow stronger by mating with new creatures that we encounter, or convert them like we did with you. This also results in an offspring, me." the creature cuddles up to Atanah, stroking hir fur softly. "I'm not going to hurt you, Mama, we don't ever hurt anybody. All we wanted to do with that ship was make ourselves more comfortable. Anything mechanical feels wrong to us, it feels like a cold, dead thing. So we convert it. Isn't this nice?" shi gestures to the literally living room. "Y-y-yes, it's nice." Atanah continues to shiver, shi wants so shy away from hir spawn's touch, but something won't let hir. "You're still afraid, Mama, why?" the little dragon asks, confused. "Because you... you're doing something to my mind." Atanah says softly. Hir daughter snuggles up to hir, placing hir head on hir mother's chest. "I'm controlling you a little bit telepathically. I'm the core of our species, a leader. You will be too once you learn to use your abilities. But right now I have to keep you under control so you don't do something that would hurt you, me, or our ship." the creature explains. The little dragon wraps hir arms around hir mother's body. "I know this all seems strange and frightening to you now, Mama, but you'll find out how nice it is in no time! But first you have to name me." says the little dragon. "Jithana." Atanah says softly. "Jithana..." the creature says. "Jithana..." she repeats, testing the name. "I'm Jithana." she says happily. Jithana wraps hir wings around hir mother's back. The elder dragoness yelps as shi feels a soft, rough tongue gently lapping at one of hir nipples. Shi sighs and lays back, letting hir child suckle. "Mama likes this, don't you?" Jithana purrs. "Y-yes." the elder dragoness admits. "How about this?" Jithana asks, her paw slipping down to stroke hir mother's cock. Atanah tries to push hir daughter away. "No! No, don't do that!" shi protests, but the mutant refuses to stop. "Don't think about all the taboos and notions your race has about sex. For us it's a very important thing, not just for reproduction. Here, Mama, let me mate with you." Jithana purrs, rubbing hir maleness against hir mother's netherlips. "Oooh, Jithana, please don't!" Atanah begs. "Don't worry, Mama, it's ok." says Jithana, slowly entering hir mother, causing the purple dragoness to gasp. "Just relax, Mama, I'm going to take care of you. You've been without a mate for so long, let me be your male for now. Let me show you the ways of our race. Just trust me, Mama, I'll never hurt you." Jithana says softly. Atanah does indeed do just that, trusting the creature that was responsible for hir change. Shi knew Jithana could force hir to do anything shi wanted, it was comforting to have her ask and have hir mother's consent. Atanah reached up to stroke hir daughter's cheek. "Go on, Jithana, I trust you." says the purple. Jithana nuzzles hir mother's breasts with hir nose, slowly pulling out. "Yes, I can make you feel so good." purrs the cat-dragon. Shi was right, it did feel good. Atanah purred softly as hir femsex gushed pre-cum onto hir daughter's rod. "Yes, Mama, your juices feel so good coating my maleness." says the smaller dragoness, beginning the thrust hir hips, mating with hir mother. The elder wraps hir arms and wings around hir child, laying back onto the bed. "Mate with me, Jithana, make your mama cum!" shi purrs. The little dragoness looks up at hir mother, smiling. "I will, Mama." shi purrs, closing hir eyes. Atanah can feel hir daughter's cock swelling, growing larger, changing shape. Shi moans, arching hir back, hir child's cock tickled, covered with tiny spines. "Murrrrr, yes, I thought you'd like that." Jithana says softly, reaching up with a paw to bring hir mother's head down to where shi can reach it. Hir spotted muzzle opens, hir forked tongue snaking out to entwine with hir mother's. They pull closer, engaging in a kiss that sends a delicious thrill through the both of them. "Wh-what just happened?" Atanah asks, something strange swirling through hir mind. Jithana licks hir lips. "A tiny information transfer. You get to feel my body, and I get to feel yours. Just wait until we cum together, Mama, it'll feel so good. Mmmm, kiss me again." Jithana says, hir tongue snaking out, begging to enter hir mother's muzzle once again. Atanah curls hir tongue around hir child's, pulling their muzzles together again. Shi shivers as they connect again. Jithana wasn't exaggerating, shi could feel hir pussy, and hir daughter's thrusting cock. Shi could feel hir own caressed softly, sandwiched between their soft, furry bodies. -Can you hear me, Mama?- Atanah hears inside hir head. -Y-yes, I can.- she replies in kind. -Isn't this so much easier then talking? After we mate, we'll be linked together all the time, won't that be wonderful, Mama?- Atanah can feel hir daughter's purr. Shi slips a paw between the little one's legs, circling hir pussy lips gently. Shi can feel hir own touch through hir connection with Jithana, can sense hir daughter's delight at the touch. The two keep their paces slow, exploring the sensations over the link. -Yessss, nice and gentle, we have all the time in the universe, Mama, don't rush it. Just enjoy the moment.- says Jithana. Atanah can feel a warmth building in their two bodies. -Oh Jithana!- the purple moans, writhing and arching hir back. -Please, daughter, let us cum!- Atanah begs, panting. -Oh yes, Mama! We will cum, cum and be linked together forever!- Atanah can imagine the smile of hir offspring's face. -Forever.- Atanah repeats. Gods! Hir climax felt like an explosion! Shi yowled loudly, as did Jithana, the feelings of orgasm in two bodies and four organs overloading both participants. Atanah can't tell where shi ends and Jithana begins. Oh.... it feels so nice, feeling hir cock erupt into hir pussy, feeling hir fingers in hirself, feeling hir maleness covering hir twin tummies in sticky seed. Shi pulls out of hirself, peering into hir own eyes with hir other pair. Their kiss has broken, but shi can still feel both of hir bodies. Shi can feels both of hir minds working, reveling in the feelings of hir bodies. It was strange, unsettling being in two bodies, having two minds. Slowly the sensation fade. Shi is no longer two, shi is Atanah and Jithana. Shi can still feel hir daughter's body. -Mama, that was wonderful. Beautiful. Better then I ever could've imagined. My racial memories didn't prepare me for how incredible this felt.- Jithana says, snuggling up against hir mother's belly. Atanah begins to lick hir cum from hir mate's bellyfur. -Jithana, let me bathe you?- the mother asks. -Of course, Mama.- Jithana says, taking hir mother by the paw and leading hir into the bathroom. The two slip into the perfectly warm water of the tub. Atanah shivers with the touch of the delicious warmth. "It's perfect!" shi purrs. Atanah begins to stroke hir daughter's fur gently. "You wish to speak aloud, Mama?" the spotted dragoness asks. "It makes me feel more comfortable, this is a lot to take in at one time." the elder says with a contented sigh. "I understand." Jithana says, as hir mother scrubs hir golden fur gently. "Umm. Jithana? Where's the soap?" the purple asks. "Oh! Cass, some soap please!" says the younger dragoness. "Coming right up!" answers the AI. That causes Atanah to blink. "Cass, she's... still around?" The spotted dragon smiles. "Oh yes. She resisted the conversion at first, but as biological components replaced more and more of her network and operated far more efficiently she ceased removing herself from those areas. It's refreshing to find a computer with a personality and gender, rather then have to build one from the ground up." says Jithana with a smile. A tentacle slowly slips out of the water, dripping a blue-green goo from a rather phallic protrusion. Atanah stares at it. "You're kidding, right?" shi asks incredulously. The tentacle cuddles up to hir, dripping it's goo on hir breasts. Shi experimentally rubs it in, getting a think lather. Jithana justs stands there with a smile as hir mother takes a handful of the goo and begins to rub in into hir gold and white fur. The 'soap dispenser' pokes tentatively at Atanah's sex. "Cass!" shi scolds the living ship. "Are you doing that?" "Y-yes. I umm... I've kind of had a crush on you all these years, Atanah." "My ship's computer is a closet lesbian?" "Not so closet anymore..." the former AI purrs, slowly slipping a tentacle into the dragoness. "Ooooh, Cass, that feels so good." "Of course it does, I'm lubing you up with a little something that does that. I'm capable of producing just about anything. I love having a physical form now, especially something like this..." says Casdrana, slipping another tentacle up from the floor to engulf her owner's shaft. Jithana turns hir mother around, wrapping hir legs around the purple's body, lathering up Atanah's breasts as tentacles caress the dragoness. "Mmmm... I could get used to a ship like this." Atanah purrs, Jithana licking hir neckfur. "This is so much more fun then napping on a console and watching the same old holovids." Atanah says with a smile, reaching up to stroke hir offspring's cheek. "Are you still scared of all this, Mama?" Jithana asks. "No, kitten, no I don't. This is a wonderful gift you've given me." shi sighs contentedly. "I'm glad. The people on the ship you found me on were afraid of us, one man went crazy, and he... he killed everybody. My egg-mother managed to put me in the stasis pod, where you found me." Jithana says softly. Atanah snuggles hir child. "I won't don't that to you, Jithana, and I don't think Cass would either. Ooooooh... Cass, I think that's enough fun for now." The AI pulls her tentacles away from Atanah, making soft sucking sounds as they pull off and out of hir. "You're no fun. I can finally physically interact with you after all the time we've spent together and you don't want to." the computer sulks. "Cass, we can play later. I'd like to see your new layout, and where we're headed." "Well, we're heading to complete delivery of the derelict behind us. Don't worry about any confusion or hostile intent, I still look the same on the outside." says Casdrana. "Oh." Atanah says simply, turning over to let hir daughter soap up hir back and wings. "Aaah, Jithana, that feels wonderful." the elder purrs. "I know, Mama, I can feel it." the spotted dragoness says with a chuckle. "So does mating always feel that good?" Atanah asks. "At least. The more minds you have in a link, the better it feels. Oh, and don't worry about losing individuality or anything like that. You'll always be you, no matter how big our nest grows. Though I'm going to say that we're going o have to pick our converts carefully, bad things could happen if we bring a psychopath or something of the like into our nest." Jithana sinks down into the warm water, rinsing hirself off. Atanah does the same, snuggling with hir daughter. "Awhile ago on of our number brought in a scientist, a genetic engineer. We thought that someone so bright and so knowledgeable about the way lifeforms work would be a valuable member. He understood our race and our driving concept, and he created a species that would breed faster, convert faster. The only problem was that the conversions weren't at all bright. They were obsessed with the mind link and mating. They'll convert a ship and have it take them to out of the way places, colonies mostly. They'll convert the locals, expand the ship, and then continue on. Like bees, once a nest gets too big, it'll split, as will the ship." she sighs. "They're what most races think of when they think of what our species does. They're known as "Overunners." We can control them, by converting them again. But it's hard to do it with a group of them. Because one on one, we're stronger, but if we're mating with two or more at the same time, we become one of them. So they're pretty bad news. But other then a few little differences, we're just like everybody else." Jithana says with a shrug. "Umm. hate to interrupt, but did you say 'Overunners?'" the computer asks. "Yes, I did." Jithana says. "Well, the newsbank of the space station we're dropping this off at say that there was an Overunner attack on a nearby colony. The only survivors are a Biosynthetic and a convert who managed to escape mating halfway through the process. No one wants to go out there and risk conversion just for a Biosynthetic." Casdrana announces. "Well, then we should pick them up." Atanah says. "Though how'd the Biosynth escape conversion?" shi asks. "Well, the Overunner conversion process is based on nanotechnology, Biosynths are created using nanites as well, the dormant nanites in the Biosynth's body will destroy the invading ones. The way we do it is totally different. If we wanted do, we could make the Biosynth a part of our nest." Jithana says with a smile. "That would be nice. The ship feels... kinda empty for some reason." Atanah admits. "Yes, with this much space a normal nest is perhaps eight to ten individuals." Jithana's tongue slides out, tracing up hir mother's body. "But we can remedy that..." Jithana purrs, lowering hirself onto hir mother's maleness. "Let me teach you about our eggs, Mama..." The two dragonesses share a deep kiss, sinking into the water, delighting in the shared feelings of coupling, knowing that soon their tiny colony will expand.