Cosmic Voyage: A Stellar Conception

(Dedicated my friend Aleks whose love if smut helped me discover who I am).

## Prologue: The Nebula Queen

Zara frowned at her reflection in the quantum-glass as she adjusted her uniform. As First Officer of the *Cosmic Voyager*--the most luxurious cruise liner traversing the Orion Expanse--she took pride in her appearance. At forty-eight, her body still maintained the toned physique required of Space Fleet veterans, though fine lines had begun to appear around her eyes--a testament to decades spent navigating the stresses of deep space. Her generous breasts strained slightly against the fabric of her tailored uniform--one of the few vanities she allowed herself after a career of disciplined service.

"Computer, status report on Special Guest Suite Alpha," she commanded, running a hand through her silver-streaked hair.

"Suite Alpha occupied by Dr. Lyra Nexus, CEO of Nexus Biogenetics. All systems optimal. Guest biosigns indicate relaxation."

Zara nodded. Dr. Nexus was the *Voyager's* most valuable passenger--a brilliant geneticist whose company dominated the human enhancement market across three spiral arms. Ensuring her comfort was Zara's personal responsibility.

What Zara didn't know as she left her quarters was that Dr. Nexus had plans that extended far beyond relaxation--plans that would soon transform Zara's life in ways she couldn't possibly imagine.

## Part 1: The Encounter

The observation deck shimmered with holographic stars as Zara entered. Most passengers had retired after the evening's entertainment, but one figure remained, silhouetted against the vast panorama of space.

"Dr. Nexus," Zara called, approaching. "I trust you're enjoying your journey?"

The figure turned, and Zara felt her breath catch. Dr. Lyra Nexus stood nearly two meters tall, with features that hinted at subtle genetic modifications--too perfectly symmetrical to be entirely natural. Her eyes, an unusual violet, seemed to glow in the dim lighting. Her body was a masterpiece of genetic artistry--full breasts that defied gravity, a narrow waist, and long legs that seemed to go on forever. Her tailored jumpsuit clung to every curve in a way that made Zara's mouth unexpectedly dry.

"First Officer Zara," Lyra smiled, her voice like liquid silk. "Please, join me for a drink. And call me Lyra."

As Zara accepted the offered glass of nebula whiskey, she didn't notice Lyra's eyes tracking her movements with predatory interest, lingering on the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Lyra gestured toward the cosmic vista. "The Cassiopeia Nebula. I own mining rights to seventeen systems within it."

"Impressive," Zara replied, sipping her drink. The whiskey felt oddly warm, spreading through her system with unusual intensity. Heat pooled in her lower abdomen, and she found herself unconsciously shifting her stance as a tingling sensation spread between her thighs.

"Tell me, First Officer," Lyra stepped closer, her perfume an intoxicating blend of exotic flowers and something indefinably primal, "have you ever considered genetic enhancement?"

Zara shook her head, finding it increasingly difficult to maintain her professional demeanor as Lyra invaded her personal space. "Space Fleet regulations prohibit extensive modifications for active personnel."

"A shame," Lyra murmured. Her hand brushed Zara's arm, sending an electric shiver through the officer's body. "Humanity's future lies in transcending our biological limitations. My company specializes in... unique adaptations."

The room seemed to tilt slightly, and Zara blinked, fighting sudden dizziness. Her nipples had hardened against the fabric of her uniform, and an insistent throbbing had begun between her legs. "I should check on the bridge," she said, her tongue feeling oddly thick.

"Stay," Lyra commanded, her voice somehow impossible to resist. "I have something to show you."

Lyra's hand slid confidently to Zara's lower back, guiding her toward the private turbolift that connected to the VIP suites. Zara felt herself moving as if in a dream, her body responding to Lyra's touch with an intensity that overrode her rational mind.

## Part 2: Revelation

Zara awoke in unfamiliar surroundings, her naked body sprawled across silken sheets. The room--Lyra's suite, she realized--spun lazily around her as fragmented memories of the previous night flashed through her mind: Lyra's mouth on hers, hands caressing her breasts, her own voice begging for more as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

More alarming than the memory gaps was the strange heat flowing through her body and the hypersensitivity of her skin. Every brush of the sheets against her nipples sent sparks of pleasure-pain through her system. Between her legs, she felt swollen and slick with arousal despite having no conscious desire.

"Computer, medical scan," she ordered, rising unsteadily.

"Scanning... Anomalous readings detected. Hormonal levels exceeding baseline by 340%. Unusual cellular activity in reproductive system. Medical recommendation: immediate consultation with ship's physician."

Before Zara could respond, the door to the bedroom slid open.

Dr. Lyra Nexus glided into the room, now dressed in a form-fitting bodysuit that left little to the imagination. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she surveyed Zara's nakedness.

"How are you feeling, Zara?" Lyra asked, her smile revealing perfect teeth. "Your body responded magnificently last night. I knew you were the perfect specimen the moment I reviewed your genetic profile."

"What did you do to me?" Zara demanded, fighting the urge to move closer to the geneticist. Her body betrayed her, nipples tightening and moisture gathering between her thighs as Lyra approached.

Lyra laughed, a melodic sound that somehow increased the heat flowing through Zara's veins. "I've given you a gift. A preview of the next evolutionary step for humanity."

With deliberate slowness, Lyra removed her bodysuit, revealing her flawless form. Between her legs, Zara was shocked to see both feminine folds, glistening with arousal, and above them, a substantial phallus, fully erect and pulsing with vitality. It was at least twenty-five centimeters long, perfectly proportioned and crowned with a glistening head.

"You're..." Zara whispered, unable to tear her eyes away.

"A futanari," Lyra completed, stroking her length with obvious pride. "My own creation. Perfect integration of both reproductive systems, with heightened pleasure response and..." her smile widened, "extraordinary fertility capabilities. My ejaculate contains ten times the sperm count of a natural male, with enhanced motility and genetic stability."

Zara tried to back away, but her body betrayed her, responding to Lyra's presence with overwhelming desire. Her sex clenched with need, and she found herself imagining how Lyra would feel inside her.

"The drink," Zara realized aloud. "You drugged me."

"A specialized nanoserum," Lyra confirmed, approaching until Zara could feel the heat radiating from her body. "It temporarily increases receptivity while preparing the body for optimal fertilization. Your womb is currently in an accelerated ovulation state, releasing multiple eggs despite your contraceptive implant." Her hand reached out to caress Zara's flat stomach possessively. "By tomorrow, my children will be growing inside you."

Despite her training and better judgment, Zara couldn't resist when Lyra pulled her close. Their naked bodies pressed together, Lyra's erection hard against Zara's stomach, leaking clear fluid that smeared across her skin.

Their lips met in a kiss that sent electric currents through Zara's nervous system. Lyra's tongue invaded her mouth dominantly, and Zara moaned helplessly.

"Why me?" Zara gasped when they separated, even as her hands betrayed her by exploring Lyra's perfect breasts.

"Your genetic profile is exceptional," Lyra murmured, guiding Zara back toward the bed. "Military-grade enhancements, superior intelligence, leadership qualities... You're perfect breeding stock for my experiment."

Zara found herself on her back, legs spreading involuntarily as Lyra positioned herself between them. The head of Lyra's unique anatomy pressed against her entrance, and despite her conflicted mind, Zara's hips bucked upward, seeking connection.

"Please," she heard herself begging, beyond shame or restraint.

"I'm going to fill you with my seed," Lyra promised, her voice thick with desire as she began to push inside. "I'm going to make you swell with my children. And you're going to love every moment of it."

The first thrust sent Zara arching off the bed, crying out as Lyra filled her completely. What followed was a passionate coupling that defied Zara's understanding of physical pleasure. Lyra's movements were precise and powerful, targeting sensitive spots that Zara hadn't known existed. Each thrust seemed to push her closer to the edge, building a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

"You were made for this," Lyra groaned, her pace increasing. "Made to carry my superior offspring."

When Lyra finally climaxed, Zara felt the hot rush of seed flooding her womb--far more volume than should have been possible, creating a noticeable warmth deep inside. The sensation triggered her own powerful orgasm, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around Lyra's pulsing length as if coaxing every last drop into her receptive body.

Incredibly, Lyra remained hard, continuing to thrust through both their climaxes until Zara was sobbing with overstimulation.

"We're just getting started," Lyra whispered, flipping Zara onto her hands and knees for another round. "I want to make absolutely certain my seed takes root."

## Part 3: The Program

Over the next three days, Zara found herself utterly consumed by a sexual marathon unlike anything she had experienced in her life. Lyra possessed inhuman stamina, taking her in every position imaginable, filling her repeatedly with warm seed that seemed to burn with genetic potential.

Between sessions, as Zara lay exhausted and leaking copious amounts of Lyra's ejaculate, the geneticist would caress her stomach and speak in reverent tones about the future they were creating.

"Can you feel them?" Lyra would whisper, her hand splayed possessively across Zara's abdomen. "My nanoserum accelerates initial cell division. The embryos are already forming."

By the third day, Zara was stunned to notice a slight, but definite swelling of her lower abdomen--not yet a visible pregnancy, but an unmistakable firmness that hadn't been there before.

Lyra seemed delighted by this development, spending long minutes kissing and caressing the subtle curve while Zara lay in a post-coital haze.

"Beautiful," Lyra murmured against her skin. "You'll be showing properly within two weeks. My modifications to the embryonic development process ensure a condensed gestation period--approximately four months rather than nine. More efficient."

On the fourth morning, as Zara lay beside the sleeping Lyra, her communicator chirped urgently.

"First Officer Zara, please report to Medical Bay immediately," came the voice of Dr. Elena Reyes, the ship's physician.

In the medical bay, Zara found not only Elena waiting for her, but also Commander Maya, Chief Engineer Talia, and Security Director Kira. All looked as disheveled and confused as she felt.

Dr. Elena's expression was grave as she reviewed scan results. "I've called you all here because I've detected something... unprecedented in each of you."

She activated the medical scanner, and a holographic display appeared above Zara's abdomen.

"Zara, you're pregnant," Elena stated bluntly. "With twins, according to preliminary scans. But the embryonic development is... accelerated. They're developing at roughly triple the normal human rate. Despite your contraceptive implant."

Zara stared at the holographic display showing the tiny forms already taking shape in her womb. Despite knowing what Lyra had intended, seeing the actual evidence left her speechless.

"That's not all," Elena continued, cycling through similar scans of the other officers. "Commander Maya is pregnant with triplets. Chief Engineer Talia with twins. And Security Director Kira with quadruplets. All showing the same accelerated development pattern."

Kira, a tall, muscular woman responsible for the ship's safety, looked down at her still-flat stomach in disbelief. "I've been trying to have a child with my wife for three years without success. How is this possible?"

"All of us reported unusual encounters with Dr. Nexus," Maya realized aloud, her hand unconsciously moving to her abdomen. "And all of us experienced... intimate contact with her."

Zara felt ice replace the heat in her veins. "All senior female officers."

"Yes," Elena confirmed. "And there's more. Preliminary genetic analysis shows unique markers in the embryos--they carry modifications I've never seen before."

## Part 4: The Revelation

As days passed, the pregnancies progressed at an alarming rate. By the two-week mark, all the affected officers were showing noticeable baby bumps that their uniforms could no longer conceal.

Zara found herself experiencing conflicting emotions as her body changed. The twins inside her were growing rapidly, her formerly flat stomach now a definite dome that required uniform adjustments. Despite the violation of her consent, she felt an unexpected connection to the life growing inside her--a protective instinct that confused and troubled her.

Lyra became increasingly possessive, insisting that Zara move into her suite "for proper monitoring." Their sexual encounters continued, with Lyra seeming to derive particular pleasure from Zara's changing body.

"You're even more beautiful like this," Lyra would murmur, caressing Zara's swollen breasts, which had grown significantly more sensitive. "Filled with my children... fulfilling your evolutionary purpose."

During one such encounter, as Lyra thrust into her from behind, hands gripping Zara's rounded belly, Zara experienced an orgasm so intense she nearly blacked out. The feeling of Lyra's seed flooding her already pregnant womb triggered something primal in her, something she couldn't reconcile with her rational mind.

Meanwhile, the other officers were experiencing their own complicated responses to their situations. Commander Maya, carrying triplets, found her typically decisive nature wavering as powerful maternal hormones flooded her system.

"I've never wanted children," she confided to Zara during a private moment. "My career was always my priority. But now..." Her hands cradled her prominent belly. "I feel them moving, and I can't imagine not protecting them. Is that the nanoserum affecting my mind, or is it just normal maternal instinct?"

Security Director Kira, whose quadruplets made her the largest of the group at just three weeks along, vacillated between rage at the violation and awe at her body's transformation.

"My stomach moves on its own," she demonstrated during a secret meeting in Zara's quarters, lifting her shirt to reveal her taut, rounded abdomen shifting visibly as the babies moved within. "Four of them. After years of fertility treatments failed, now I'm carrying four lives inside me without even trying."

Chief Engineer Talia perhaps struggled the most, her small frame severely taxed by her rapidly growing twins. By week three, she waddled rather than walked, her belly seeming almost comically large on her petite body.

"The physical discomfort is constant," she admitted, wincing as she lowered herself carefully into a chair. "But there's also this... unexpected pleasure in it. When Lyra touches me, speaks to my belly... it's like my body ignores my mind completely."

Further investigation revealed the shocking truth. Dr. Lyra Nexus was not merely conducting unauthorized genetic experiments--she was implementing the first phase of a cosmic-scale breeding program.

Zara managed to hack into Lyra's private data terminal while the geneticist was occupied with Commander Maya. What she discovered horrified her.

Using her position as CEO of the galaxy's premier genetics corporation, Lyra had been systematically impregnating high-ranking women throughout the quadrant. Military commanders, government officials, corporate leaders--all selected for specific genetic traits she wished to incorporate into her "evolved" offspring.

Zara discovered records indicating over seventy successful pregnancies within the past standard year alone, all bearing Lyra's genetically modified children. The files included intimate videos of Lyra's encounters with these women, detailed progression scans of their pregnancies, and birth records.

One particular file contained footage of the 63-year-old Fleet Admiral Savona, her silver-haired dignity contrasting sharply with her heavily pregnant state as she delivered triplets. The file noted "successful retention of all futanari gene sequences in offspring."

"She's creating an army," Zara realized, speaking to the hastily assembled senior staff in her quarters. Her hand rested unconsciously on her now prominently rounded abdomen, which visibly shifted as one of the twins kicked. "Children with carefully selected traits from the galaxy's most capable women, all carrying her futanari modification gene."

"The next generation will be born with both reproductive systems," Elena added grimly. "Capable of impregnating others without needing male partners. Within three generations, they could become the dominant human variant."

Security Director Kira, her own pregnancy showing prominently as she struggled to sit comfortably with her enormous belly, leaned forward. "We're already in motion toward the Nexus private space station. Once there, we'll be completely under her control."

"Not if I can help it," Zara declared, then gasped as a powerful movement from one of her twins momentarily took her breath away.

## Part 5: Seduction and Betrayal

By the beginning of the third month, all five pregnant officers were undeniably huge with their multiple babies. Zara's twins had grown to the size of full-term singleton pregnancies despite being only halfway through the accelerated gestation. Her once-toned stomach now protruded dramatically, the skin stretched taut and marked with silvery stretch marks. Her breasts had swollen to nearly twice their original size, sensitive and beginning to leak colostrum.

The plan they devised was dangerous. Zara would approach Lyra, feigning complete acceptance of her role in the "evolutionary leap" while secretly working to regain control of the ship.

That evening, she entered Lyra's suite wearing only a sheer robe that did nothing to conceal her pregnant glory.

"I've been thinking about what you said," Zara purred, approaching Lyra with deliberate sensuality. "About transcending our limitations. About evolution."

Lyra's eyes darkened with desire as they tracked over Zara's transformed body. "You understand now?"

"Yes," Zara whispered, allowing the robe to fall open. She guided Lyra's hands to her swollen breasts, then down to her rounded belly. "I want to be part of your vision. I want to carry your children with pride."

Lyra's breath quickened, her unique anatomy visibly responding beneath her clothing. "I knew you would come to accept your role," she murmured, caressing the taut dome where her offspring grew. "You were born for this purpose."

Zara straddled Lyra on the luxurious couch, her pregnant belly pressing against Lyra's abdomen as she kissed her deeply. "The children we'll bear will transform humanity," she whispered, helping Lyra remove her clothing to reveal her erect length.

Lyra smiled triumphantly, her hands caressing Zara's rounded belly possessively. "They'll be magnificent. And you'll be revered as one of the progenitor mothers."

Zara lowered herself onto Lyra with practiced ease, taking her full length inside with a genuine moan of pleasure. Her pregnant body seemed designed for heightened sensation, every nerve ending alive with electric sensitivity.

"I love how you look filled with my babies," Lyra groaned, thrusting upward as her hands explored Zara's transformed curves. "So full... so fertile..."

Zara moved against Lyra with passionate intensity, ensuring the geneticist remained distracted while Commander Maya overrode the ship's navigation systems. With each thrust of Lyra's unique anatomy inside her, Zara fought to maintain her facade of submission while timing the encounter to coincide with their plan.

The sex was undeniably magnificent--Zara's pregnant body responded with powerful waves of pleasure that weren't entirely feigned. As Lyra approached climax, her hands gripping Zara's hips while she thrust upward into her pregnant officer, Zara allowed herself to surrender to a final, shattering orgasm.

Lyra followed immediately, flooding Zara's already pregnant body with another massive load of her genetically enhanced seed. As they clung together in the aftermath, Lyra's hands possessively stroking Zara's distended abdomen, the suite doors slid open.

Security forces burst into the room, led by Security Director Kira, her enormous belly preceding her as she waddled in with determination, weapon drawn despite her awkward state.

"What is the meaning of this?" Lyra demanded, scrambling to cover herself.

"Dr. Lyra Nexus, you're under arrest for non-consensual genetic manipulation, reproductive coercion, and conspiracy to alter the human genome without authorization," Kira announced formally.

"You can't stop evolution," Lyra snarled as she was restrained, her eyes fixed on Zara with betrayal. "They're still my children. They'll still carry my genes, my vision!"

"This isn't evolution," Zara countered, wrapping her robe around her naked, pregnant form. "It's forced genetic engineering without consent. That's not progress--it's tyranny."

## Epilogue: New Beginnings

The births began during the sixth week of the fourth month. Zara was the first, her labor lasting twelve intense hours before she delivered two perfect daughters, each weighing nearly four kilograms despite their accelerated gestation.

The experience was transformative. Despite the circumstances of conception, the moment her daughters were placed on her chest, Zara felt an overwhelming rush of love unlike anything she had experienced before.

The other officers followed suit in rapid succession. Commander Maya delivered her triplets--two boys and a girl--with military precision and surprising ease. Chief Engineer Talia's twins emerged after a difficult labor that ultimately required surgical intervention. And Security Director Kira set a medical bay record by delivering her quadruplets naturally over just three hours, her athletic physique serving her well during the intense process.

Two months later, on the medical station orbiting New Terra, Zara sat in the sunshine of the biodome, watching her daughters crawl with precocious energy across a soft blanket. Despite their unusual conception and accelerated gestation, they appeared perfectly healthy--exceptionally alert and advanced for their age, with striking violet eyes that served as the only visible reminder of their other parent.

"They're beautiful," came a voice, and Zara looked up to see Dr. Elena approaching with her own son strapped to her chest--another child of Lyra's breeding program, though Elena had never revealed exactly how she too had fallen victim to Lyra's scheme.

"Their genetic testing shows remarkable potential," Elena informed her, settling beside Zara on the bench. "Enhanced intelligence, immune system, cellular regeneration. But we've suppressed the futanari gene activation. They'll develop as normal females."

Around them, the other officers from the *Cosmic Voyager* tended to their own children--seventeen in total born to the senior staff. Commander Maya was supervising her triplets with the same efficiency she had once applied to running the ship's operations. Security Director Kira had devised a complex harness system that allowed her to carry all four of her babies at once. Chief Engineer Talia had created a hovering bassinet that followed her movements, allowing her to keep her twins close while working.

"What about the others?" Zara asked. "The other women Lyra impregnated?"

"Most have delivered safely," Elena replied. "The Galactic Medical Authority is providing support and monitoring. The Nexus Corporation has been placed under government oversight, its research carefully controlled."

Zara's hand moved unconsciously to her stomach, still slightly rounded from her pregnancy. Her body had recovered remarkably well, though her breasts remained fuller as she nursed her daughters.

"And Lyra?" she asked quietly.

"Maximum security detention on Proxima Station," Elena answered. "Her genetic modifications have been neutralized. She'll never father another child."

Zara gazed out at the stars visible through the station's transparent dome. She couldn't deny the complicated emotions she felt toward the geneticist who had violated her consent but given her daughters she already loved with fierce intensity.

One of her daughters--Aria, the more active of the two--crawled into her lap and reached up with perfect tiny fingers to touch her face. Zara caught the small hand and kissed it gently.

"What happens now?" Commander Maya asked, joining them with her triplets in tow, one strapped to her chest and the others holding her hands.

"We adapt," Zara replied simply, looking down at the perfect face of her daughter. "That's what humans have always done."

As afternoon light streamed through the biodome, casting golden warmth over the gathered mothers and their remarkable children, Zara couldn't help wondering what kind of universe they would inherit--and what evolutionary paths humanity might yet explore, for better or worse, among the stars.

The End