Three Square Meals Ch. 023

"Dana!" Calara called out in alarm and leapt up the steps to check on her friend.

***

Alyssa watched with her heart in her throat as the eight foot tall Drakkar Leader swirled it's great sickle like blades in two sets of arms. The formidable looking alien warrior grinned evilly, its multi fanged maw curving upwards in a hideous expression of delight as it savoured the moment before it gutted the impudent Terran.

John strode forward with no preamble and the Drakkar attacked immediately. The five foot long blades were swung with enough force that the attacks would rip him in half, if the creature landed a solid blow. John calmly sidestepping one overhead swipe from the right and then smoothly ducked under a chest high slash from the left, a grim smile on his face as they whistled by harmlessly.

Taking advantage of the overextended sword wielding alien, he rose from his crouch and stepped forward to take hold of the Drakkar leader's left arms below the elbow. With a savage twist, he broke both arms, causing the Drakkar to bellow in shocked outrage as it's blade clattered to the floor. It whirled around and attempted an overhead chop with its right hand blade, but John simply caught the creatures lower arm in his left hand, its muscles bulging as it tried in vain to finish the strike. He grabbed the aliens armoured collar with his right hand and hauled the creature's head downwards, slamming his own forehead into the spongy flesh of its astonished face. The stunned alien staggered backwards, its arms flailing widely as it was knocked senseless by the brutal headbutt.

John paused to pick up the dropped blade and then walked purposefully after the reeling creature, striding forward to deliver a devastating overhead chop. The Drakkar managed to parry, but the colossal force of the ringing blow drove it to its knees. John rained one overwhelming attack after another on the crippled alien, before knocking aside a trembling attempt to parry his relentless assault and shearing off both hands below the wrist. The creatures eyes boggled as if in disbelief, as he immediately followed up with a strike to the creatures head, cleaving it's hammer shaped skull in half, directly down the middle.

The blow was so powerful that it sheared into the aliens armoured chestplate and John placed his armoured foot on the creatures chest, to haul the blade free with a grinding shriek of metal. He turned towards the rest of the Drakkar warband who had begun to back away in fear, John's borrowed blade drowning in blood and dripping thick blue gore on to the floor. The aliens turned tail and fled, running for their dropship.

"Running won't save you..." John said ominously as he stalked after them.

Alyssa groaned with the pain from her seared back and lolled forward, closing her eyes. The pulsing bundle of emotions that represented Calara was riven with fear and Alyssa heard her thoughts yell *Dana!* in panic. She saw the other nascent presence in her mind dim and fade and Alyssa felt the icy grip of fear seize her own heart.

"Sparks..." she sobbed, as the sweet darkness of unconsciousness overtook her.

***

Calara leapt up on to the podium and spotted Dana's crumpled form on the floor. The girl had a jagged gunshot wound on the side of her head, the right side of her face a mask of blood. She lifted a feeble arm towards the console as though trying to raise herself.

"Oh god, no!" Calara gasped, seeing her friend's critical condition.

"Hit... blue..." Dana gurgled, before collapsing backward, her hand flopping nervelessly to her side.

Calara blinked back tears and glanced up at the console. Amongst the bewildering array of controls on the backlit panel, a blue button flickered with a soothing blue glow. She stepped forward and slapped her hand down on the button, which registered the impact with a quiet beep.

"Program Dana 1 executing. Artificial gravity disabled. Tank purge in progress." the dispassionate voice of the computer said, piercing the deathly quiet of the engineering bay.

Calara wiped away her tears and dropped to the floor to cradle her dying friend in her arms.

"I won't let you go. I won't!" she said fiercely.

The brunette turned to the door and tilted her head back.

"Jade!!!" she screamed loudly.

A few seconds later, the sound of fearsome claws scrabbling down the corridor reached her and then the enormous dark green tiger bounded through the doorway. It dropped a severed arm from its mouth and padded forward, ears alert and emerald eyes bright.

"Dana's dying!" Calara sobbed. "We need John now!" she begged the huge cat.

The tiger nodded its understanding, twisting on the spot and racing for the door, covering the distance in the blink of an eye before disappearing into the corridor in a verdant blur. Calara brushed a lock of blood soaked hair away from Dana's face.

"You'll be ok little sister." she murmured falteringly, struggling to believe her own words.

***

Jade raced down the corridor, her powerful muscles flexing as she leapt the blood slicked floor and the ravaged lime green carcasses that lay strewn around the doorway to the gym. The Drakkar had been running from her in terror and trying to flee back into that room, when the doors had suddenly slammed shut, leaving the stragglers to her less than tender mercies.

She landed gracefully on her padded paws and reached the end of the hall, pressing the button to call the elevator with the blunt tip of her nose. The taking of this Tiger form had been an instinctive reaction, the only way she could protect her friends and she marvelled at the size and power of the exciting new shape she now assumed. She realised she would need to communicate quickly with John though, so she braced herself to return to being a humanoid.

As she waited for the elevator to arrive, she closed her eyes, slowing her breathing and picturing the form in her mind that would most please her master. Reminding herself in time that he preferred her to wear her green skinned image, she concentrated on filling out the form that she held in her mind. The dark green fur receded into her body, the vicious claws and fangs retracted and her body became smaller, denser and more compact.

The door chimed softly and she opened her eyes, looking at her faint reflection in the elevator doors to see herself in her green skinned Nymph-shape, crouching nude on all fours in the corridor. Jade rose smoothly and entered the elevator, hitting the button for the bottom deck, where Alyssa and John had gone to stop the first dropship of invading Drakkar.

The elevator sank down to the bowels of the Invictus and the elevator doors opened up to a tableau of utter carnage. Ruined lime green corpses lay scattered and broken down the corridor, riotous sprays of thick blue blood festooned the floors, walls and ceiling in chaotic arcs of colour. The hackles on the back of Jade's neck rose up as she subconsciously sensed extreme danger lurking nearby. The lithe Nymph dropped into a cautious crouch and she carefully crept down the corridor, her senses alert and on edge as she prowled closer to the frenzied scene of destruction.

Jade reached the open double doors that led into the hangar bay and her sharp eyes spotted the crumpled figure in Phalanx armour on the entry ramp of the gunship. She darted into the room, giving the hacked and mangled corpse of a hulking Drakkar a wide berth and sprinted over to the prone armoured body. When she reached the ramp, she knew immediately by its size that the person in armour was Alyssa.

She took in the horrific charred impact that had burned right through the girl's body armour on her back and Jade felt a surge of panic. Kneeling cautiously at her side, Jade gently removed Alyssa's helmet and her fingers rushed to the girl's neck to feel for a pulse. The nymph breathed a deep sigh of relief to find that her master's mate was still alive and she turned to look around the hangar, searching for John's body, knowing that he would not be far from Alyssa's side. She spotted another Phalanx armour helmet discarded by the far wall, but could see no other sign of John.

Suddenly a gurgling scream of terror echoed from the corridor and Jade turned sharply, wary for danger. She saw a bulky black and purple creature lurched into view, the arms on its right hand side had been hacked from its body and dark blue blood gouted from the ruined stumps. Jade carefully laid down Alyssa's head and then moved into a crouch, getting ready to shapeshift again to protect her blonde friend.

Abruptly her master strode into view, a chipped and battered five foot blade held in his right hand, as he stalked after the gibbering Drakkar that was staggering across the hangar bay. He caught the terrified alien easily, grabbing it by the scruff of its armoured neck and hauling it into the air with his left hand. He spun, and hurled the 300lb alien effortlessly through the air to slam into the hangar wall 15 foot off the floor. He drew back his right arm almost faster than Jade could follow and then sent the sword cartwheeling through the air to impale the stricken Drakkar, pinning it against the wall with a squelching crunch.

Jade's heart lifted at seeing her master unscathed, but something about him seemed wrong, frightening and discordant somehow. Making a quick decision, knowing she had to act fast to save both her friends, she breathed deeply and shifted into the forbidden form. Jade sighed in rapturous delight as she shimmered and changed colour, her skin changing from a dark green to a tanned bronze. Her hair lightened from dark green to golden blonde and her emerald eyes shifted to a deep cerulean blue. Shivering in ecstasy, Jade rose gracefully and sashayed down the ramp to approach her master.

John whirled when he saw movement, but his eyes widened in delight as he spotted Alyssa. The intense focus of his tunnel vision began to fade away and he teetered on his feet. The sensory numbness began to recede and he became aware of the burning ache in his back and shoulder, causing him to gasp with the sudden pain.

"Master!" Alyssa greeted him joyfully as she prowled closer, a gloriously happy smile on her face.

"It's great to see you... honey." he slurred, feeling disorientated.

"I'm hungry master." Alyssa crooned softly. "Please could you fill my belly with your cum?" She requested politely.

"Yeah... sure honey. Whatever you want..." he drawled, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion.

"Mmm, you're such a kind master." Alyssa purred adoringly.

She led him to some nearby storage crates and pressed John's thumb to his left palm, making him suddenly aware he was wearing full battle armour. He stared around him with dazed eyes as the armour plates clanged unceremoniously to the floor. Alyssa helped him step out of the armoured boots and then guided him over to the crates, urging him to sit while smiling at him lovingly and sinking to her knees. She pulled down his trousers, freeing his half hard cock and then tilted forward to take his head into her mouth with a deep sigh of contentment.

John placed his hands on Alyssa's head, feeling the silky softness of her lustrous golden hair beneath his fingertips. He swayed precariously and groaned loudly as his lover's tongue swirled and caressed him as it danced up and down his length, coaxing him to the back of her mouth and then down into the wet warmth of her clutching throat.

"Oh fuck that's amazing..." he moaned, as Alyssa stroked his entire shaft with the rippling muscles in her throat, his cock feeling like it was being teased by half a dozen soft female hands.

Alyssa looked up at him, her piercing blue eyes communicating her need, her insatiable desire to empty his four balls and carry his cum in her empty stomach.

"Oh fuck!" John groaned. "I'm coming!" he gasped, as he held her beautiful face to his lap and began to shoot powerful blasts of cum down her throat.

His quad heaved as they clenched strongly, trying to ensure that the eager girl kneeling lovingly in front of him received every last drop of his spunk that she desired. The couple stayed frozen in place for what seemed like an eternity as he experienced an intense orgasm, Alyssa sucking strongly to empty his quad and making his climax even more pleasurable. Finally he was done and he sagged back, leaning against the crates and panting for breath.

"Thank you master." Alyssa said, rising to her feet and catching a small dribble of cum from the corner of her mouth with a slender finger, before scooping it back within reach of her tongue.

John nodded drowsily, not even noticing that Jade was shimmering before his eyes, shifting back into her green skinned nymph form. He slumped against the crates, closing his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jade hefted her enormously swollen breasts in both hands, feeling their engorged weight where they sat full and taut on her chest. She darted over to the entry ramp of the gunship and grasped Alyssa's armoured gauntlet in her hand, pressing the comatose girl's thumb against her palm. With a rippling clicking sound, the armour unhooked itself and Jade was able to quickly remove the top plates and scoop the badly wounded blonde girl into her arms.

"I'll save you, Alyssa. Don't worry." she said soothingly as she strode quickly over to the elevator, thrusting out her chest as she walked so that a swollen nipple eased its way between Alyssa's parted lips.

Instinctively Alyssa began to gently suckle, her mouth latching on to the erect nipple that teased its way into her mouth. A delicious sweet minty taste filled her mouth, flowing over her tongue and she swallowed automatically as she sucked reflexively.

"That's a good girl." Jade whispered softly to her. "Take as much as you can."

The beautiful blonde girl's blue eyes flickered open and she stared up into Jade's emerald eyes as she fed from her bounteous breast. Jade smiled down at her warmly, as Alyssa suckled greedily, filling her toned belly with John's potent cum.

***

Calara held Dana in her arms, watching with panicked eyes as the redhead grew visibly weaker. Calara had wrapped the terrible head wound with a crude bandage made from the girl's ripped shirt, in an attempt to try and stem the bleeding, but Dana was growing pale after losing so much blood.

"Hang on Dana!" Calara pleaded. "Jade and John will be back soon, I promise!" she said, tears filling her eyes and rolling down her cheeks.

The brunette sobbed with relief when she heard the soft chime from the corridor, as the elevator door opened. Only a few moments later, Jade walked briskly into the engineering bay, cradling Alyssa in her arms.

"Oh god, not Alyssa too!" Calara gasped. "Is she ok?" she asked with worry.

"She'll be fine now Calara, don't worry." Jade said reassuringly as she darted up the steps to the podium and gently placed Alyssa on the floor next to Dana. Calara's eyes widened when she saw Jade's gigantic breasts, the dark green skin rounded and taut.

"Leave Dana with me." the Nymph said confidently. "I can take care of her, but you must take care of the Invictus. We're still in danger from the Drakkar ship."

Calara looked into Jade's eyes and nodded her understanding. "I'll save us." she said fiercely, moving aside to let Jade take her place, cradling Dana protectively in her dark green arms.

The Latina rose to her feet and ran to the doorway, glancing back once as she left the room. She saw Jade whispering softly to Dana, cupping her head gently and guiding the critically injured girl to her hugely swollen breast. Hoping fervently that the Nymph's plan would work, Calara sprinted down the corridor for the elevator, faltering slightly as she passed the eviscerated corpses of the Drakkar soldiers who had been ripped apart with savage ferocity.

She ran the last stretch of the corridor, still trying to reconcile the loving nymph she had just left in the engineering bay, with the enormous deadly tiger that had made such a dramatic appearance. Filing it away as just one more crazy thing that had happened recently, she darted into the elevator and hit the button to take her up to the bridge.

A few seconds later, the doors swished open quietly and she sprinted down the ramp to the tactical station and sat in the familiar chair. A quick glance at the Tactical map showed her that the enormous Drakkar cruiser still hovered nearby, ready to launch a killing strike on the crippled Invictus. Calara studied the enormous Drakkar vessel with growing trepidation, staring at its bristling array of beam weapons and massive armour plating. Suddenly a soft chime from the tactical map alerted her to the rapid approach of incoming ships and Calara dared to let herself feel a shred of hope.

Three ships jumped into local space, appearing abruptly as they dropped out of hyper-warp. She recognised the configurations as being Ashanath, from her time training at the Terran Federation Academy. That seemed an eternity ago, but in reality was only a few months past. The disc shaped Ashanath vessels fanned out and bore down on the marauding Drakkar cruiser, approaching the much bigger ship at high speed.

The Drakkar ship pivoted in place, turning forebodingly to face the Ashanath ships that were racing in to attack. Both sides shared the same firing range with their beam weapons and as soon as they were in range, all of the combatants opened fire; Searing blasts of laser energy connected the ships and lashed across their opponent's shields.

The Ashanath beam barrage struck with deadly accuracy against the stationary Drakkar vessel and the coruscating red beams from their three ships converged on the purple and black plated ship, causing its shields to flare and wink out under the fearsome firepower. Four of the beams seared across the bulky hull and Calara grinned, expecting to see terrible devastation in their wake. She blinked with shock when she saw that the beams had barely marked the Drakkar armour, the light from the system's orange sun reflecting oddly on the sparkling onyx surface of the armour plating.

Unfortunately for the Ashanath, they did not fare so well in the exchange. The Drakkar returned fire with the pulsating purple beams from their weapon batteries and the rightmost Grey vessel was pounded relentlessly. The saucer's shields buckled under the overwhelming strength of the twisting violet hued beams, leaving the silvery hull exposed to the wrath of the Drakkar. The right side of the ship was sheared off as the beams cleaved straight through the defenceless craft, setting off internal explosions further around the wildly spinning disc. The lights on the Grey's vessel guttered and died, leaving the ship a lifeless hulk.

Calara decided it was time to stop playing possum and she unlocked a panel on her console that would allow her to take over navigation control of the Invictus. She powered up the ship's four massive engines, bringing the assault cruiser around in a smooth arc, to face the rear of the Drakkar cruiser at point blank range. Fearing similar results to the Ashanath if she attacked with her energy weapons, she instead cycled straight through to the mass drivers and targeted the heavily armoured engines directly in front of her.

"This one's for Dana." She thought grimly, as she pulled the trigger.

The Invictus trembled as the 200 metre long magnetic rails accelerated the heavy shells to hyper warp and sent them driving into the rear of the Drakkar ship. The enemy cruiser shuddered for a moment as the shells punched through the armour of the uppermost engine, driving four gaping holes into the armoured housing. A second later the shells detonated and the engine exploded outwards, the blackened armour ripping open and exposing a gaping wound in the back of the ship.