“I don’t know whether I can be of any real help or not, but I want to try, so I asked Ship if I could be a Gunner – if there is any such positio....”“As I have previously stated, I designed this vessel for a crew, and I have long since adapted most of my weaponry to be used by humans,” Ship inserted.“Then, we also want to be Gunners, or whatever the proper term is,” Jennie instantly responded.“If our meeting is going to take a while, would you please tell Jeff where we are?” Diana asked. They all had a metal plate attached to each side of their head. Unlike me, these women were seated with their legs spread wide. Their feet were shackled to the floor on each side of the chair. Each girl had a shiny metal probe stuck up her vagina and ass. Two wires came out of each probe and ran up to the metal plates.They had IV tubes stuck in their arms. I didn’t.I reached down and felt my privates. No probes in me. Good.Two of the girls were asleep, and another two were staring blankly. But. I poured the drinks but nobody seemed that interested to drink for some reason.I put on some music and it was Christine who again spoke “Lets play cards”. “Snap” I replied laughing "No Taboo ! Yes girls it'll be fun and erm... good fucking fun ! Fucking being the main object !".Claire, Katie, and Me, just looked at each other in a sort of stunned amazement ! Christine reached into her travelling box of tricks and brought out a small carton. It contained cards and dice.Chris explained the rules. A small scar on her cheek and the transformation warped tattoos of nakedwoman and dragons on her breasts told you that the negress was Glija.Formerly she had been a large, powerful white man, with a grizzled maneof blonde hair and voracious appetites for food, drink and woman. As shetongued the writhing girl you see that she has lost none of her appetitefor woman. You laugh nervously.The pale lost in pleasure beneath her must be Ritho, a slender petitecreature with small breasts and almost.