The Colony Ship

"To being done with this" Daniels toasted and both women drank the shot. Rosenthal reached out and took Daniels' hand as the warmth spread through them.

"Thank you for helping me through this. I can fight tangible threats, but this kind of thing makes me feel like a helpless little girl."

"It's cool Rosie, I'm barely hanging on myself right now," Daniels admitted to her.

"I heard something while I was still on the table...something from when you were in the toilet cubicle..." Rosenthal voiced hesitantly.

A long time passed with Daniels eyes downcast, not wanting to look at her friend.

"My husband and I used to do a lot of things back there," she said as she blushed. "The first time, he just rolled me over and gently did it. I wasn't too wild about it that time, but it wasn't terrible. The next time was ok too. The third time...the third time was crazy. He worked me up so much...almost as soon as he slid it in I think the neighbors might have heard me. I was hooked. We were both in college and couldn't risk getting pregnant so this was a great way to do it with no protection, inhibitions, or whatever. He came in my ass while I got off on him and everyone was happy. We hadn't done it since we left the Station, just doing it the regular way before we went into cryo-sleep. So when the probe did what it did...you know, I reacted. I miss him so much!"

Sobs shook Daniels as Rosenthal crossed the distance and hugged her. Sobs wracked her as Rosenthal tucked her face into her shoulder and held her close. Time stood still while Rosenthal rubbed her back, Daniels letting all out. Tears began to run down Rosenthal's cheeks as well. She hadn't lost a husband, but she'd lost a lot of friends in the last solar day. Daniels eventually heard her friend sniff and reached up, hugging her back. She rocked her standing friend slowly back and forth, both of their sorrow beginning to be deadened by the spreading warmth of the alcohol. Time passed with much back rubbing and gentle squeezes of two women who'd lost friends and bested a ferocious enemy on the planet below. The tears stopped eventually, both lost in their private thoughts and imaginations of what the future held beyond the next unthinkable event. Rosenthal the strong one now, she leaned down and tilted Daniels' face upward, looking into each other's eyes.

"We can do this. Whatever's going to happen, you fucking know we've been through worse," she said with finality while Daniels nodded in agreement.

Daniels' eyes opened in surprise as Rosenthal leaned down and kissed her firmly.

"Rosie..."

"Shhhhhh I don't know what I'm doing, don't be mad at me," as she looked away in embarrassment. Rosenthal turned away, going over to her table, dropping her towel in the bin and sitting down correctly, "MUTHUR we're ready."

Still staring in confusion, Daniels watched as her friend boldly faced what was next. Standing up, she also dropped her towel into the bin and sat down.

Both women looked around wondering what would happen next. No longer too embarrassed with the other simply seeing themselves naked they made no attempt to cover their breasts or sparsely covered pubic areas. While in cryo-sleep, all bodily functions had crawled to almost a stand-still so both women who had been shaven, now had the barest of pubic hair covering their womanhood.

"Ladies, this will be the final phase of your EQP. You will be given diagnostic examination, then full preventative scanning. Please close your eyes for the procedure to come and place your arms along your sides," MUTHUR declared. Both women complied as the process began.

Both closed their eyes as directed expecting blinding light to be involved with the process. As the second woman complied, her arms coming to rest at her sides, three inch pliable, rounded metal straps morphed out of the table and secured their wrists in place while similar straps did the same with their feet and a third point of bondage passed over their stomachs effectively fastening them to the table at the AI's mercy. Both women yelled in outrage and fought the bonds however they were designed to comfortably hold the occupants safety stationary for the procedures to come. After a variety of entreaties and no small amount of profanity directed at MUTHUR, the women began to calm down.

"Mother, you don't need to strap us down, we know this is necessary for the quarantine," Daniels reasoned.

"Captain Daniels, this is protocol so that patients do not move in an unforeseen way and injure themselves. I can release you as you direct however you will not be allowed to leave quarantine and will not be able to captain the vesse," MUTHUR explained maddeningly matter-of-factly.

Daniels looked over at Rosenthal for support however she just slowly shook her head. All fight left her during the last procedure. She was submissive now to the AI's dominance.

"OK Mother, let's just get this over with!"

Both women started in surprise as the tables began moving under them. Morphing again, the chairs extended flat, then gently manipulated their naked bodies over onto their stomachs while leaving them firmly restrained with their arms at their sides. Butts-up, the women waited for what was next.

Hearing a quiet noise, both women struggled to turn their heads and look over their shoulders as the table morphed to spread their legs a few inches. Probes were raising up from somewhere unseen between their bound legs and others towards their left hands. Another device was rising up in front of their faces, but both looked away.

The device at their hands closed a gentle clamp on their middle fingers and pulsed with a barely perceptible warmth. They recognized the device in front of their faces as a biometric scanner so both opened their eyes widely as they'd been scanned in the past. Scanning complete, Daniels looked back to see what was happening behind her.

The probe that had risen between her legs was in an L shape and extended up towards her bottom. Protruding from the slender wand at the end was a slim piece of what appeared to be glass that she recognized as a thermometer. She watched as the thermometer slowly retracted back into the device, but slid back out with a shiny coating of what appeared to be thick lubricant. Sighing in resignation, Daniels laid her head down on the padded top of the table preparing for her second penetration in as many hours.

Both probes lubricated, they slowly swung into position at the prone women's buttocks. Both devices sensed the orientation of the women's bodies and angled accordingly. Slowly they both aligned with, then moved towards each woman's anus.

Daniels' eyes remain closed tightly as the cold glass made first contact with her tiny brown opening. She took a deep breath, then released it as she had learned to do when her husband fucked her ass. She tensed a bit as the cold, thin device gently probed two inches into her. Reaching the required depth, the device stopped and waited to get an accurate reading of her current body core temperature.

Rosenthal's eyes jerked open in alarm, then she shut them tightly. Never comfortable with anal anything in the past, she'd resisted her recent enemy mightily. Even after she mentally submitted, her body involuntarily fought. In this case however, the thermometer was so small and well lubricated that it easily and painlessly slid through her clenching sphincter. The smooth coldness made here gasp a bit, but overall she relax because this was much less offensive than the enema she'd been coerced to take.

"Fuck," Daniels however was anything but relaxed. Most people in her life had known her as a 'good girl'. No one knew that her husband had often penetrated her ass with himself and on occasion small toys to really kick things up a notch when he was pleasing her pussy. Between the submission she'd given and the small penetration of her ass just a hint of wetness had started deep between her legs. She fought to think of anything else. She was not going to give in and embarrass herself again.

"What's wrong Dani...well besides the obvious?"

"Nothing, just tired of having stuff put up my butt," Daniels lied to her friend.

As the thermometers counted down, additional devices came from under of each chair/table. These devices had double heads, one in-line right behind the other. The front device seemed to be a dispenser of sorts. It had a soft looking rounded head with very small holes all over the surface. The other appeared to be a scanner of some sort.

Starting at each woman's feet, this strange device made contact with their skin. The front device was covered in an oily lubricant. The overall device began rubbing them in circular movements, the front device oiling as the rear device bombarded their bodies with gentle ultra-sound. This head vibrating gently, it moved over all accessible skin of the women, starting at their feet and slowly rubbing its wet warmth firmly up their bodies.

In a short time, the thermometers left both women's behinds, the device left their fingers and the biometric scanner retracted leaving the ultra-sound device to thoroughly scan them. Both women quietly cooed to themselves when the slowly rubbing device firmly rubbed their buttocks, even more so when it gently spread their cheeks, rubbing their anus and exposed vaginal areas, then again when it massaged their necks. Slow small circles of warmth caressed them endlessly.

Scanning eventually as complete as it could be in this position, the tables gently manipulated them onto their backs. The same process...feet, slowly up. The moist wand scanned slowly up their legs and both women slowly concentrated on the ceiling as the warm vibration began tight swathes over their pubic mounds and the fronts of their pussies. The seconds dragged on endlessly as it accidentally stimulated both women's clitorises. Moving on, both were wet. The slow gentle warm circles over their stomachs did not help the wetness situation, nor did the slow warm circles over both women's breasts. Both women bit their lower lips to keep from moaning as the warm smooth wand swirled over their traitorous hardened nipples. Finally, the wand finished with both women's necks and faces.

Daniels knew she was drenched at this point. Her pussy was betraying her as badly as it had in the previous room. She sighed in relief as the wand retracted. Rosenthal was also sexually aroused in spite of herself. Her nipples and clit ached and she felt sure wetness was about to seep from between her lips.

Both women tried to collect themselves as a C shaped device came down above their heads. It extended down so the sides were below the height of their bodies. The flinched a bit as a louder clacking sound began combined with a low hum. The device ever so slowly moved down their naked lengths, a green light marking its progress down. Eventually, this device too retracted.

"Ladies, I'm pleased to announce that the intermediate scans find you to be clear of contagion or parasite. The final scan will be conducted, then if you are clear of issue, you will be able to shower and exit the quarantine area," MUTHUR indicated.

The tables began moving again and the women squirmed as the restraints adjusted accordingly. The tables once again became comfortable reclining chairs that reminded them both of far of dental chairs of their Earth past.

"Ladies, standbye for routine inoculations and a sedative."

"Mother, I get the idea behind the inoculations, but what's the sedative for," Daniels queried.

"Data indicates that the enhanced scanning process may be intrusive or unpleasant to some patients," MUTHUR innocently proclaimed.

As had become the norm, Rosenthal was helplessly quiet for this, fully cooperating with something she couldn't hope to control. Daniels however fought.

"Mother..." Daniels voice trailed off as the chairs morphed a bit, spreading each woman's legs a few inches. All thought of what she'd been saying left her head as she saw a smooth one-inch rounded probe rise to the front of her vagina and she sucked in her breath as she felt something she could not see press between her cheeks and against her anus from beneath. The reality of what was to happen next hit both of them.

Rosenthal, true to her new stoic nature, pressed her eyes tightly closed. Even though her pussy had been soaked a moment ago, this coming violation caused a tear to slip under her eyelid and down her cheek.

Daniels began lambasting MUTHUR wildly with a profanity laced rant.

Slowly, the probes moved up to the lips of their vaginal openings and a gentle pressure presented to their anuses. Eventually Daniels' attack came to an end as she knew the double penetration was unavoidable.

"Mother, please..."

"Captain, you know the protocol. If you command to stop, I will stop however you cannot rejoin the vessel," MUTHUR patiently explained.

This time Rosenthal had to be heard, "Mother, I can't do this. The small thing couldn't even give me the enema without Walter's help. Now this? I can't do it. My ex and I tried, I'm too small back there for this," she whined.

"Shall I call Walter to assist?" MUTHUR asked as if discussing the weather, not Rosenthal's violation.

"Fuck you Mother!" Rosenthal muttered and closed her tearing eyes. Her stoicism was over as she tried to submit.

All discussion now pointless, the women steeled themselves for what was to happen and MUTHUR initiated. The vaginal proves began almost imperceptibly moving from side to side just enough to ease between the women's labia. Both women's sexes drenched from the ultra-scanning vibrations, the probes slowly exploratively entered them, spreading them as the device widened to its two-inch maximum. The moisture betraying them both, the vaginal probes wedged deep into them until they gently bottomed out causing both to grunt softly as their cervix was touched by the warm device firmly.

The vaginal scanner buried between both women's legs, they both felt the pressure slowly begin increasing on their assholes. For a while, Daniels fought it. Her pussy was stretched and full, wetness beginning to tickle as it slid down between her cheeks over her besieged anus onto the table. She knew if that thing made it into her ass, she would cum and cum big right next to her friend who was struggling with the experience. She couldn't bare the embarrassment and awkwardness. Her asshole fought a losing battle as she wasn't really afraid having been fucked in the ass many times by her husband and the one-inch smooth probe was well lubricated on its own, never mind by her juices that were streaming down that area. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to think of something else. If she looked over and saw Rosenthal getting fucked, it would be over with a bang.

The vaginal probes in both women began a soft vibration as the scanning started. This final phase of the EQP was an internal scan. One last chance to discover any alien element that may have been embedded in unknowing victims. The gentle pulsing vibration radiating out through both women's wetness hitting their clits from behind. Both tried to ignore the sensation, but to be real, a thick somewhat cock-shaped device was vibrating as deep as it could go in their pussies. It had an effect on them behind scanning that the manufactures surely did not intend.

The pressure increased on both women's backsides while the vibrations between their legs resonating through their bodies, crashing off engorged clits and nipples. Daniels was fighting orgasm while Rosenthal just fought against her bonds, knowing her asshole would never accept the mechanical thing currently increasing pressure against it.

The most firmly closed hinges open with enough oil. Daniels was losing the fight once the tip of the probe in her pussy began small circular motions while still vibrating deep in her pussy. This new twist just made Rosenthal jerk harder against her bonds and mutter profanity and pleads under her breath, but Daniels was losing it. The tapered tip of the lubed probe began slowly opening her ass with the maddening pressure. Slowly it entered her vulnerable ass as she wished she could rub her clit. Doing this when her husband fucked her ass always made the entry easier. The slow forceful entry couldn't be stopped though and her little brown hole engulfed the probe once it reached a certain point and she grunted with the intrusion. Holding her breath now, the smooth warm metal slide through her asshole deep into her rectum, she had no idea how deep. Feeling the smooth metal passing into her flesh, sinking into her darkness while the pussy stretching probe slowly gyrated and vibrated pushed Dani way over the edge as both her pussy and asshole began spasming. The bloom had started somewhere deep in her body, no idea whether it was vaginal or anal, but she contracted painfully throughout her body, then expanded outwards.

"Awwwwwwwwwwww fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck godddammmmmmmm itttttt," as heat and light pulsed through her pussy throbbing and asshole clenching around the invading metal.

She spoke in tongues, moaned, cried, grunted while it washed through her. A tiny flatulence escaped her convulsing asshole, but she had no idea as her vagina squirted at the same time, wrecking her. Muscles flexing and only feeling, the orgasm went through her for years it seemed. Eventually, she came to her senses with both probes still filling her, gently vibrating while the tips slowly moved. Her dilated gaze at the ceiling came into focus ever so slowly as the heightened senses of her orgasm wore down. Embarrassed, she realized her mouth was open and drool was cool on her cheek, closing it now. She looked over at her friend.

Rosenthal was in a bad way. Her pussy had been wet at one point from the indescribable sensations created by the vaginal probe, but her asshole like in her pre-space life would not cooperate. Now, her distress about the other probe caused her pussy to feel the stress so she was drying out. She was an ex Marine and current security operator, as badass as they come, but something made her feel fragile and helpless when her butt was involved. Not a sexy helpless, but a scared little girl helpless. She was getting more and more upset about what was happening and she clenched accordingly.

"Ms. Rosenthal, your vaginal scan is almost complete however your anal scan has not even begun. Can I help? Should I summon Walter to help again?"

Rosenthal beyond the point of reason just whimpered and shook her head from side to side. "Fuck him, he's not even real!"

Daniels thought about how she'd been introduced to anal penetration in a positive way.

"Mother, can I help her through this? Just let me up and I'll help her."

"Captain Daniels, your scanning routine is not complete," MUTHUR intoned.

Daniels thought about the only other option that might help her distraught friend.

"MUTHUR, please ask Adams to come assist Rosenthal."

"Mr. Adams, please report to deck C, Quarantine Bay," MUTHUR callously arranged.

Daniels lay there in her wet shame while Rosenthal continued to clench and avoid the probe in whimpering misery.

Minutes later, the door to the chamber opened, a time passed, then closed. Bewildered, Adams walked up to his Captain. "Captain, uhhhhh what's going on...why am I here?"

"We have to be scanned...pretty fuckin' thoroughly apparently. I'm good to go, but Rosenthal is hurting," Daniels voiced.

"Can you please help her?"

Adam swallowed. A geologist, he had barely survived the battle with the xenomorphs on the planet below. On several occasions, the security team was the only reason he survived. Specifically, Rosenthal had fearlessly saved his ass on several occasions. On the planet in the face of extremely bad odds in pitched battle, she'd been ferocious. He'd liked her before the battle during the normal part of the mission, but had fallen in love with her terrible beauty and grace in the face of danger on the planet.