Description

Commander Anari and her small crew of newly-minted ensigns discover the research-ship Erato drifting in space. Most of the crew are missing, except for two, and one man. A man that shouldn't be there, because in the star nation of Amazona, women rule.

Curious to find out what happened, Commander Anari wakes the two women up, only to unleash what happened to the Erato on her own crew. A calamity they welcome with smiles upon their faces. Can Anari stop it, can she save her nation, and most importantly, does she really want to?

This 34,000 word story of mystery and suspense explores what can happen when a person has the power to mold bodies and minds like clay. It features body modification and a variety of intimate acts, including sex between women, oral sex, masturbation, and characters being pleasured by animated hair. For adults only!

Excerpt:
A silence fell between them as she tried to figure out what to say and do. She could report to Anari that they were done, but she had this lovely woman all to herself and it would be such a shame to let the opportunity slip by. 'It wouldn't hurt to stay here for a while, right? Not like they need us for anything at the moment,' she reasoned.

But it was Mercada that made the first move. She stretched her back before shrugging of the labcoat, revealing she was wearing a tube top. Yanara hadn't expected that, and smiled when she saw clear signs poking through the material that it was either very cold in here, or Mercada was thinking the same thing Yanara was.

"I'm really glad you're the one that came along. Your shipmates don't seem like the type to offer ... comfort. Not the comfort I need anyway," Mercada told her as she approached Yanara.

"Oh, yeah. I'm a very caring person. And what you're going through must be, eh, tough. Just tell me what you need." Mercada showed her what she needed by soundly kissing her.