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Alex’s boots tapped against the station’s floor. To her left was a wonderful view of the black expanse of space that stretched on forever. To her right was door after door with LED screens displaying various office names along the Xenogen corridor of the station. Budgeting, Personnel, Family Planning and Assistance, the numerous offices only made the pseudo-human ever more fearful of where she was going. She hesitated for a moment. There was still time to retract her report on Weaver. No, she needed to do this. She trudged onward. At last, Alex found what she was looking for: Survey Reporting. She took a breath and with a

“Ergh, come on! Get. Smaller!” A large blob of sentient flesh quivered on the jungle floor. Her pink sides jiggled as the cells within the mass of meat frantically attempted to conform to their master’s whim. The humidity was thick against the skin of the blob, but she ignored that mild discomfort. The mind within the alien biomass raged, desperately trying to get her body to become a more manageable size. “Gah!” Alex mentally gasped, her large, amorphous body finally relaxing. She had been at this herculean task for minutes, silently exerting her body in a vain attempt to reduce her size. But it just d

Several hours had passed, and Alex was still learning how her strange body worked. Laying on the floor of her modest quarters, she was trying to get her human body reformed with varying degrees of success. Most of her body was still nothing but a pile of meat, but fortunately, some of her former human parts were coming together. Her arms were surprisingly easy, along with her legs. While they started out as nothing more than tentacles, her body was able to recall their former shapes and structures. Starting with an arm, she focused in on its fore and aft sections, the split causing her body to naturally form her elbows once more. Her

Before Jaune could say anything, Eric grabbed Jaune and picked him up again. He threw Jaune onto the couch and zoomed over to him, making the young man yelp. With a content smile on his face, Eric started to pound the blonde’s thighs like a drum, making the young man blush. He patted them at such a speed that his hands were a blur, the toon even humming a merry tune as he did. The blonde slowly moved to try and sweep them away, but stopped. He looked down at his hands and back at the cartoon characters and tried to think of what he should do, especially with cartoon logic at work. With how fast Eric’s hands were going, it was poss