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Loch du Rian lifted his visor and squinted. In the distance he could see strange spikes of blue jutting out of the landscape. It was not what he had been expecting but it was enough to confirm he had traveled in the correct direction. He had found the fallen star.

The warrior put down his visor and pushed forwards towards the ruins. It was midafternoon and the sun was out in full force. Despite being clad in scale armor and the fact that he had already been traveling towards the star's location for half a day, Loch walked at a quick pace and did not suffer for it. His body was strong, resistant to the elements, and his mind was even stronger. He had once been asked why he didn't ride a horse like other members of his order to which he replied that a horse would only slow him down.

Arriving at the outskirts of the ruins, Loch placed a hand on one of the strange blue spikes. It was strangely warm, not something he expected of such a metallic looking substance. He shrugged. They were not what he was here for.

He brushed past the spike and then came to a halt. Situated in what seemed to be the center of the ruins was a sphere that sat upon a cylindrical grey pedestal. The sphere glowed with a blue light similar in shade to the spikes, a light that was not so intense thanks to the sun's illumination. He took a step forward and came to a stop again, for lying at his feet was a stout walking stick and a small sack. Had someone already been here? He had passed a tower on his way here, but it had seemed empty. Perhaps this was why. Then where was he then?

Loch glanced around the ruins and saw no one. He shrugged his massive shoulders and returned his gaze to the orb. It was familiar because he had seen it before in a dream. Such an occurrence was not uncommon for members of his order. They often had visions of objects, places, or people and from those visions they would take a quest. He was not sure what he was supposed to do for this quest specifically, but he figured he could improvise. If nothing else he could wrench the orb from the pedestal and return it to his order for inspection by the Grandmaster.

With this intent in mind, Loch took a step towards the orb. Suddenly he felt something impact the left side of his armor, briefly staggering him. After a mere second of recovery he snapped his head left and looked for the perpetrator. Standing close by and crouching near one of the blue spikes was a strange, yellow-scaled lizardlike creature, humanoid and bipedal. It wore a skintight suit made of a dark black substance that Loch could not identify. He could, however, identify that the creature was female thanks to the tightness of the suit that not only made her average size breasts more obvious but perfectly outlined her feminine sex as well. This was not a fact he focused on because the strange device that she held in both hands and pointed at him interested him more.

She smiled sardonically at him and momentarily jerked back as she triggered the device. A blue beam emitted from the end of the device and struck Loch. He brushed off the assault as one would swat away a gnat and drew his sword. With a cry he lunged at the lizard. Her eyes widened in surprise and then she was fumbling with her device.

As he neared her she fired three shot in quick succession. The first had the same effect as the one before. The second caused him to stumble, but he still drew ever closer. Right before he could wrap his gauntleted hand around her neck, the third landed and he lost all his energy. Still possessing momentum, the warrior fell forward onto the ground with a painful thud. He struggled to move, but he was paralyzed if still conscious. Thankfully, he could barely move his eyes so that they were not staring at the ground. He watched as the lizard walked in front of him. She bent down, wrenched his sword from his immobile hand, and grabbed both of his arms. With a grunt she dragged him towards the sphere. She let him go when he lay by the left side of the pedestal and took a step back.

The left quarter of the pedestal opened with a click and then something black and liquid flowed out. It surged towards the fallen warrior and engulfed his helmeted head. It quickly slipped through the eye slits in his armor and covered his skin. His vision was bettered when the material threw the helmet off his head with strangely strong tendrils of the stuff. Then more of the black substance emerged from the ajar pedestal and moved to coat the rest of his bulky, armored form. Some of the substance tickled at Loch's lips and nose before flowing through these entrances. The warrior almost felt like sneezing and choking at the same time as the substance ran upwards to his brain and down his digestive tract to his vulnerable internal organs.

Yet the substance did not seem to want to harm Loch. It forced him to his feet and kept him standing through its own incredible strength. Though he was still paralyzed, he was quickly regaining his strength. Soon enough he would be able to move of his own accord. As much as he'd like to remove the substance immediately then, he would have to deal with the lizard first. Until then, he would have to endure whatever the substance had planned for him.

He grit his teeth when the substance suddenly heated up. Then something odd occurred: his scale armor actually merged with his skin, compacting into a strange mixture of flesh and metal. Events only took a stranger turn when the melded surface altered further, forming into overlapping scales of slate blue that was so dark that it was almost as black as the material covering it. These scales spread to the rest of his body, covering and replacing the hair and skin on his arms, legs, crotch, and finally his head with similar scales. Each new scale grown made Loch shiver uncomfortably. He felt so much cooler now.

Loch blinked in surprise when he felt his genitals retreat into a new genital slit so that they might be stored internally. He had little time to think about this alteration when his face sudden pushed forward. On the fringe of his lower vision he could see the shape of a lizardlike snout--his lizardlike snout. His mouth tingled and then he could feel new teeth growing in within his altered mouth. He slid his longer, more dexterous tongue against his teeth, noting how much sharper they had become. Unconsciously he tried to lift a hand to touch his face. Tried, for the substance resisted his every move. Realizing what he had just attempted, Loch tried again to move his arm. The substance resisted once more, but the warrior did not give up. With exhaled breath he bested the substance and brought his hand to his cranium. His fingers cracked and lengthened into claws as he did so and so he touched an altered head with a likewise altered hand. He felt the extended muzzle and the snout that replaced his nose through the black substance before moving to the flat portions of his cranium where his ears had once been.

The warrior blinked his slitted reptilian eyes and looked forward. Even through the substance he could see even if his sight was slightly shaded. The female lizard from before stood before him, watching him with a smug smile across her face. Loch struggled to move with his other hand, besting the substance once again and allowing him to move the hand his broad chest. He winced as it altered to a taloned state to match his other hand. The lizard continued watching, not seeming to realize he was moving of his own accord. Loch was barely able to stop himself from toothily smiling back. Before he could move them, they too changed. His toes lengthened into equal sized claws, and the joints on his legs adapted so that he walked on his digits rather than his heel. He tentatively tested his altered legs. The substance resisted but he was the greater. He took a shaky, yet triumphant step forward. He took another, and another, and when he stepped his third a lengthy tail burst from the base of his spine, serving to give him greater stability and control. With his lizardlike body complete and in his control, Loch pulled the substance off his cranium so that he could see properly. Then he raised his taloned hands and dashed towards the female.

The other lizard's eyes widened for a moment. Then she narrowed them and raised her weapon. She fired at the charging warrior only for the beam to be totally absorbed by the black substance. She fired again, realizing too late that her weapon was useless at that setting. Before she could adjust it, Loch dashed forward and grabbed the weapon. He wrenched it from her grasp and threw it to his side. The other lizard watched as it bounced off one of the blue spikes and fell to the ground, giving Loch the time he needed to grasp her neck with one arm. He lifted her off the ground while she futilely grasped at his hand and kicked at him.

Loch laughed in an odd hiss and prepared to crush his victim's windpipe when he found that suddenly he didn't have the strength to do so. It wasn't like before when he had been stunned that his strength had momentarily deserted him. No, now his might was ebbing, gone for good as his muscles melted away before his very eyes. Soon enough he didn't have enough strength to hold the other lizard. He dropped her and stumbled back.

Loch shrank, losing nearly a half a foot in height as mass and muscle shed from Loch's formerly large form. He was still taller than the lizard lying dazed and trying to recover her breath before him, but he was more lithe and less athletic than her now. His arms, which had once bulged with muscle, now were slender and significantly weaker, though they still retained some strength. Loch let out a panic screech when he glanced down at his stomach. The toned flesh was gone, replaced with a smooth stomach that had just the slightest bit of soft pudge to it. Before his very eyes his hips widened and he felt his shoulders draw closer together. A sudden twitch in his tail caused him to fall onto a sensuous, padded rear. He stared at bewilderment at his smaller, almost feminine form. In a matter of moments the substance had stolen his strength and regained control. He could fight it no longer, which allowed it to enact the final adjustments.

Loch shuddered when he felt the black substance work internally upon his organs. The sensation started at the top of his chest and moved slowly downwards to his crotch. A burst of hot arousal in his nethers caused his manhood to reveal itself from his slit. Covered in the black substance, it remained in plain view in its entirely for only a moment before it began to withdraw. As it retreated, it shrank and withered as his muscles had. By the time it had reached his genital slit, it was little more than a nub. Loch whimpered once it disappeared within his slit and then the slit itself altered, twisting into a wholly different form. The sides of the slit puffed out into a pair of feminine lips and what remained of his manhood took its place within them as her new clitoris. The warrior shivered again as soon as she felt the substance churn within her crotch, gifting her with a ready womb and the passageway between it and her slit.

"Ha!" Loch heard a high-pitched voice laugh.

The new female looked up and found the other lizard standing over her. The other kneeled down in front of her, the same sardonic smile gracing her features as before.

"Let's see here..." she murmured.

Loch was helpless as the other laid her hands upon her chest. She whimpered when the lizard tweaked her nipples, which felt much more sensitive than before.

"You don't even know what happened, do you?"

Loch watched as the flesh underneath her nipples gathered into small mounds that the lizard cupped easily in her hands. The mounds surged outwards into two full hemispheres that were quite large.

"Bigger than me," the lizard noted with a quick crosscheck between hers and Loch's. "You were going to be male, probably soldier primary. But you had to resist, didn't you?"

Loch's only reply was a moan of pleasure as the lizard fondled her breasts. The arousal from before was only building within her new sex...

"Higher can't have someone resisting, can't have someone too strong. You could ruin the whole operation. If I had to guess...but what do I know? I'm surprised this even happened. Kind of disappointed actually. I wanted a male. Still..."

A male sounded good to Loch, too, perfect for--she shook her head and pushed the thought away. What was she thinking? She was a warrior, not some lusty lizard!

The other lizard gave Loch's breasts one last squeeze before removing her hands and scooting back. Loch was distraught that she had ceased her pleasuring and even more distraught when she realized she had become upset because of that! Still, she couldn't really help it. Her gaze lowered to her sex and the moist substance around it. Her pussy almost seemed to be weeping, weeping for attention, weeping with need...

Loch glanced pitiably to the other lizard kneeling before her. The other female chuckled.

"Fine," she said. "You probably need this more than I do."

She leaned forward and lowered her head until her muzzle was almost rested against Loch's covered, but visible slit. The lizard opened her mouth and a long, flexible tongue slithered out. Deliberately she licked at Loch's pussy. Loch nearly squealed at the bliss, especially since the other lizard was careful to brush her tongue against Loch's clit during her ministrations. Strangely, the pleasure derived from the continual licks did not cloud Loch's mind, but only made her more aware of what was happening. She reached out to push the lizard's head away, but she lacked the will. Instead she stuttered weakly in a voice that was unrecognizable from her rough growl:

"S-stop."

And so the lizard did. She looked up to Loch with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

"Had enough of the tongue?" she asked. "Want some of the tail? Or will a claw be enough?"

"N-no," Loch whimpered. "I...I want--"

What did she want? Did she truly desire the lizard to stop? Yes, for she was here on a quest to retrieve the orb...no, that didn't seem right. She was here to protect the orb and ensure--

She paused. The order and her memories from before seemed so distant. They were still present, but there were more pressing ones, among them her first protocol. Her first protocol...

"I think I know what you want," the other lizard said, whom Loch now knew to be her squadmate in more ways than one. "Do you?" Loch nodded. This time she did. Her aching pussy made sure of that.

The lizard lowered her muzzle and extended her tongue again. This time the material moved out of the way, allowing her tongue to enter Loch's virgin slit. Loch's tail thrashed and her claws tore into the ground that she steadied herself on as the tongue dug deeper and deeper into the slick passage. Loch moaned and brought one hand to her breasts and modeled the other lizard's behavior from before as she caressed the sensitive flesh. This, combined with the lizard's licking, brought Loch ever closer to peak. It was only a matter of moment before she experienced her first female orgasm, the other lizard removing herself before things became too messy.

Loch leaned back against the ground, panting as she basked in the afterglow. The other lizard got to her feet and leaned over her.

"What's your first protocol?" she asked.

"Breeder..." Loch whispered.

"That's what I thought."

The lizard extended a hand. Loch took it and got to her feet. The other lizard turned away and walked towards the orb. When Loch felt a strange tingling deep within her womb, she touched a hand to her pussy.

"I think..." she said. "I think I'm pregnant."

The other lizard turned towards her. "That's parthenogenesis for you."

Loch looked down at her sex and thought of what she had just done with the other lizard. Pregnant? From that? There hadn't even been...

"Oh," she said in a barely audible voice.

She was still processing the information new implanted within her mind by the substance and its nanites. A tier one breeder was able to get pregnant from just "that." They would be runty children, of course, smaller and less able unless she was fertilized within the week.

Loch licked the inside of her mouth at these thoughts. The other lizard had been good, but the real deal would be better. Plus, she wanted strong offspring.

She walked towards the pedestal and retrieved her rifle from within. Well, there was already two out of four within eight hours of the star's fall. It couldn't be too long before more of this planet's inhabitants made its way to their location where they no doubt be captured and processed as she had. Then she would be given her chance to ensure she would bear the proper children.

Until then, Loch would just have to wait and hunker down with the other lizard. Maybe they could even have another round with equal participation on both sides in the meanwhile...