The Perils of the Devil's Treasure
By Daedelus 98 and Madame Beatrice of madamebeatricedomination.com
A short recollection of terror from the future in the vast reaches of deep space!


The interrogation room was very Spartan, no windows, and a single light
hanging from the ceiling hovering over a grey table with two burly, uniformed
gentlemen seated in two grey chairs on the side facing the wall. The room was
musty, damp and dark, almost like what an Old Earth medieval torture chamber
might have been like. Seated a few feet away from the table sat a much harried
and scared little man.

"State your name for the record." The younger of the two men, a lieutenant
commander in the Earth Intergalactic Defense Force (EIDF) bellowed. The little
man sat for a minute staring off into space, his eyes glazed over, it was
almost as if he was mentally not present.

The young officer, who clearly had better things to do than conduct
questioning started to get agitated with the little man's lack of response to
his inquiry, "State your name for the record, please!" the officer said again,
his displeasure now clearly apparent.

The little man came of his trance, and meekly responded with, "Baler Atkinson
sir." The other officer, an older fellow wearing captain's bars gestured over
to a guard standing by the doorway of the interrogation room. "Get this man a
glass of water and bring me one of my cigars; do you want anything Lieutenant
Commander Locarno?" The young officer shook his head, "No thank you sir."
Lieutenant Commander Nathan Locarno had a hot date planned with some sexy,
young instructors from the academy later that night and wanted to move this
debriefing session along as quickly as possible.

The security guard came back a minute later, placing a glass of water on the
table in front of Baler and then handed the captain his cigar. The captain
snipped the end of the long stogie and then started lighting it. Locarno
rolled his eyes, "Great, cigar smoke is just what I want to smell like when I
meet Buffy and Kaley later." he muttered to himself. "Did you say something
Mr. Locarno?" the captain asked the young officer pausing for a moment. "No
sir." Locarno's surprised reply came as he moved his chair away from the
captain as subtly as possible.

Captain William Adkins finally lit his cigar, took a long deep puff from the
stogie, and then released a huge cloud of smoke; which permeated the small
room. Baler seemed totally unfazed, while Locarno held his breath waiting for
the smoke cloud to dissipate.

These two officers had the tedious task of questioning the little man to
investigate his incredible tale of the fate of his vessel - the S.S. Coronado.
The report had read that both ship and crew perished at the hands of an alien
ship crewed by giant females in the unexplored sector of space known as System
XH-107.

The EIDF Starship U.S.S. Antietam picked up Baler's drifting space pod three
weeks ago and since his return to Earth, Baler had been the subject of every
test known to Earth's medical science. He physically and mentally checked out
fine and after an initial de-briefing with fleet officials it was determined
that there was possible validity to his story, and that a threat to Earth and
all the planets comprising the Federated League of Planets existed.

Adkins put his cigar down on a small grey ashtray, grabbed a small tablet and
started inputting some data into the thin, flat device. "We are going to
record this debriefing session, I want you to relax and tell us what happened
to the best of your ability."

Baler sat for a few seconds staring at the two men with a look of horrific
fear on his face. He opened his mouth and tried to talk, but no words came
out. Adkins picked up the cigar brought it to his mouth and then took another
puff on the burning weed, "Take your time Mr. Atkinson, we have all night."
Locarno slightly rolled his eyes at that comment.

Baler took a drink of his water, and then took a long deep breath of smoke
filled air; which he didn't seem to mind at all. Baler Atkinson finally
started to recount the details of the most deadly ordeal of his life.

End of Part One

Six Months Earlier

The Spaceship S.S.Coronado entered the barely explored System XH-107 ready to
tackle the dangers within for a chance at untold riches. Very little was known
about this star system, only space legends of the seventh planet in that
system housing enormous wealth and riches. That was all the intergalactic
prospectors aboard the Coronado needed to hear, the crew of twenty, a few
formerly of the EIDF and a majority formerly of the Earth Merchant Marine were
always looking for an opportunity at wealth and adventure.

The Coronado had been travelling at Faster than Light Factor 3 for two days
and was getting close to its destination. "Mr. Baler, how far out are we from
the seventh planet?" Captain Frank Hixx asked his diminutive, yet efficient
navigator. Baler's fingers flew across his panel and within seconds had an
answer to his captain's query. "We're 30 minutes out from planet seven at this
speed skipper."

The captain responded to Baler's answer, "Good, I will claim the planet and
call it Hixx's World!" The captain started to let out a laugh, which the other
members of the bridge crew joined in on.

"Captain, there's another vessel coming in fast!" Ron Fontana, the ship's
first mate reported. Captain Hixx looked over at his helmsman Leonard Cooper;
"put the ship up on the viewer. Seconds later the unknown alien vessel filled
the bridge viewing screen. "Can you reduce the image at all Coop?" the captain
asked. "Skipper, this is as far as I can reduce the image magnification!" The
members of the bridge crew looked at each other in stunned silence.

"Cap, we're getting a signal from the alien ship!" the ship's communications
officer, Tom Hardy reported. Hardy tried his best to make something of the
signal, "Cap I have never encountered this language before, even the ship's
computer banks are baffled!"

"Tom try sending a signal to that ship, let them know we mean them no harm."
The captain ordered. Hardy worked the communications equipment conveying the
captain's message. Moments later Hardy was shaking his head, "No reply to our
signal captain."

Seconds later the alien opened fire on the Coronado scoring two direct laser
hits that rocked the small ship hard. The captain was almost knocked out of
his seat, "What the hell was that?!?" The other bridge officers were knocked
to the deck and then struggled to get back in their chairs. "Skipper, we're
down to secondary drive, FTL Drive is out!" Helmsman Cooper reported. The
captain's response was swift and decisive, "Helm, evasive maneuvers, Weapons
Officer Gunn let 'em have it, RETURN FIRE!"

The Coronado sluggishly maneuvered around and brought her weapon arrays to
bear on the alien vessel, powerful laser banks and energy torpedo tubes
erupted simultaneously with powerful and deadly energy. Those energies found
their target, striking the alien vessel's hull in unison. "Captain our weapons
are having no effect on that ship!" Baler reported trying his best to conceal
the fear in his voice. The Coronado was not a ship of the line in the EIDF
Fleet that much was certain, but her weapons did pack a punch.

"Get us the hell out of here Mr. Cooper, best possible speed!" The captain
barked out. Cooper maneuvered the Coronado on a reverse course coaxing as much
speed out of the secondary drive as possible. Seconds later the Coronado
shuddered from a sudden drop in speed, the alien ship had knocked out the
Coronado's secondary drive with a powerful laser beam shot. The tiny ship was
now helpless, adrift in space awaiting its fate at the hands of superior
forces.

The alien ship fired another blast of her powerful laser beam, which struck
the Coronado amidships. The lights on the bridge flickered. Seconds later
another shot hit the Coronado's bridge, which resulted in both the helm and
navigation consoles short circuiting. The resulting explosions knocked both
Atkinson and Cooper to the deck hard. The bridge was now even more smoky and
filled with the smell of burnt plastic and wires. Hixx started to make his way
through the smoke to aid his injured crewman, an effort that was abruptly
interrupted. "Captain Hixx something's happening on the screen!" Fontana
yelled. Hixx looked up at just in time to witness a blinding red light fill
the screen and within seconds the whole bridge.

What happened next was missing from Baler's memory - only recalling a sudden
stop to all movement, and an inability to speak, hear, or see: a total
blackout of sensation that was followed by an unmeasured length of darkness,
possibly sleep.

End of Part Two

The Encounter

Captain Leanot Sindrah was reclining comfortably in her standard issue
undergarments - soft, white cotton that, if not overtly feminine, certainly
left nothing to the imagination. They were clearly intended for a woman with
far smaller breasts and far narrower hips. The effect was that of making the
captain appear more like a bikini model than an officer.

Captain Sindrah had just endured yet another tedious duty shift, and had begun
to sip a well-earned vask (her planet's equivalent to vodka) when she received
notification of the most recent vessel capture. She knew the drill: examine
the pirates, deal with the pirates, and repeat the whole tedious process. It
was a never ending cycle and she was growing weary of it. The banality of it
only fueled her disgust at being hauled away from her relaxation.

Within a minute of the call, she was on her shapely bare feet, walking
leisurely across the warm deck of her cabin. After activating the wall panel's
controls she received her first officer's preliminary report. "Once deemed
safe, bring them to my quarters!" she ordered her first officer.

The captain and her crew were all natives of Planet Vinarah, and served in the
planet's defense force know as the She-Wolves. Captain Sindrah's vessel the
Valkyrie currently had the task of protecting her planet's riches at any cost.
The Planet Vinarah was inhabited by a highly evolved race of beautiful, yet
deadly Amazon women that comprised the planet's ruling body known as the
Tigress Order.

One thousand years ago the Tigress Order's elite Headhunter Forces had wrested
control of the planet, taking Vinarah away from the planet's corrupt male
government. The Headhunters' temerity during the coup surprised and defeated a
cruel and unjust government that had committed atrocities against Vinarah's
female population and beings all throughout the quadrant. The beings of
Vinarah have lived in peace with all beings since those dark times.

Vinarah's inhabitants had amassed the largest treasure in the universe over
the span of 9 centuries. Ever since word got out about the planet's vast
wealth creatures from all over the galaxy had dared to try and obtain that
wealth. None of them, thanks to Vinarah's Military had succeeded thus far.

Captain Sindrah was very close to the end of her service with the planet's
defense force and had become extremely weary and disillusioned dealing with
the foolish pirates trying to invade and steal her planet's wealth. The
captain looked upon these intruders as insects needing to be squashed under
her foot.

This duty had been the most undesirable assignment in the fleet; she drew it
due to her falling out of favor with the supreme council over her handing of a
high profile mission. Leanot took another sip of her drink pondering what her
vessel's latest catch had yielded.

Minutes later two tall and fit uniformed women entered the captain's cabin
carrying what appeared to be a spaceship. The uniforms the women wore fit very
much like Leanot's, as they walked it was almost as if the fabric was
struggling not to rip. The craft they brought was large enough to have one
woman on each end of it; it was circular with three engines supported by
struts projecting from the top of the circular portion. The circular hull was
kind of thick; Captain Sindrah estimated it to be at least three or four decks
in depth. Leanot had noticed what looked like an oval-shaped command module at
the top of the circular hull's center. She had also observed what possibly
looked like small hatches around the command module as well.

There were many unknowns about this craft; it almost looked to her like a huge
dinner plate with cigars on top of it. Captain Sindrah pondered that thought
for a second letting out a little chuckle. Her two crew members were very
careful not to damage the delicate craft with their large hands. The tall
amazons simultaneously knelt down showcasing their large, muscular quads as
they gently set the ship down near the captain's bed. Taking their leave, the
women left the captain alone with the strange alien craft.

When Baler Atkinson came to, he had regained his sensory perception and
control, but there was only the emergency light to aid his assessment of the
Coronado, starting with the bridge. Dense smoke permeated the damaged bridge
and as far anyone could tell ship wide power was out. The command crew was
starting to come to and slowly started to get their bearings, doing their best
to assess their dire predicament. Despite the chaos created by the situation
the crew's training and experience took over.

The crew had reported vessel status to Captain Hixx, a man that sailors
serving in Earth's old waterborne navy would call salty. That title came from
a lifetime spent in space, and his service to the EIDF. Hixx was hard but
fair, he knew how to lead and take care of his people, and that had earned
Hixx the adoration of his men.

Baler Atkinson stopped and smiled slightly, he had truly respected his
captain. Then suddenly a look of terror took over his face. Captain Adkins saw
how hard it was for Baler to tell this story, Locarno just sat there looking
at the time piece on his wrist. Baler slowly started to speak again; it was
clearly cathartic for him to release these emotions.

The vessel was operating on battery power, life support was at minimum,
primary and secondary engines were not functioning. The ship's weapons and
communications systems were damaged, remarkably there were no casualties.

Leanot Sindrah regarded the small craft for a few minutes, studying the ship's
design, she wondered as to its origins. Leanot had never seen such an ornate
little craft before, and the captain had seen her fair share of unusual craft
from various planets during the course of her duties.

This one was different though, she stood right next to the craft. Her toes
barely touched the ship's skin, yet she could feel how cold the craft's hull
was. Of course with the ship having just been in the icy cold of space mere
minutes ago, that made sense.

The Coronado's crew worked feverously to repair the ship's damage, the
priority being the engines, weapons, communication circuitry and the vessels
sensor equipment. The sensors weren't severely damaged and were repaired
first, allowing the crew to get a sensor scan of where they were.

The captain received some very startling news from Fontana operating the
sensors; apparently the Coronado was actually inside the giant alien vessel!
Equally disturbing was the fact that the alien ship was also apparently crewed
by a race of giant people!

Once the main viewer was repaired and activated, the biggest shock came in the
form of the most beautiful and shapely woman the men of the Coronado had ever
laid eyes on! The motionless command crew just started at the giantess on the
screen. This giantess must have been at least 200 feet tall maybe even taller,
she was built like Wonder Woman from the Old Earth comic books. The woman's
skin was almost peach in color and had beautiful red hair that rested on her
broad powerful shoulders. The tiny men's eyes were firmly affixed to her large
breasts that looked like they would pop out of her uniform at any second. Her
toned muscular legs seemed to go forever finally reaching her torso with arms
attached that looked as if they could crush a dozen ships.

"You mean that alien ship was manned by giantesses?!?" Locarno asked with a
suddenly interested and fearful look on his face. Baler didn't say a word, he
only nodded his head. "Incredible, if they were to invade our space, they
would be very hard to stop!" Adkins interjected.

Baler continued on

She held a small scanning device toward their craft, if she accidently dropped
the device it would cause severe structural damage to the Coronado's hull. The
titanic beauty's scanner read about twenty alien life forms on board the tiny
ship; Leanot continued the scan while waiting a few more minutes for the
ship's skin to warm up. The scanner had determined the craft originated from a
planet called Earth; the captain had never had any dealings with Earthlings
before so this would be a departure from her normal contacts.

The bridge crew were so enthralled by her beauty that they temporarily forgot
that she could press the ship flat with her bare feet if she so desired. The
feeling amongst the command crew was a combination of fear and being totally
turned on by the giant goddess on the main screen.

Leanot continued to observe her diminutive prey sitting on the deck of her
cabin. This vessel was bigger than the other intruder craft she had captured
in the past. It was approximately as high as her shins which meant the ship
was a fair size, considering she stood 6 foot 5 inches tall. The funny thing
was that she was still considered short on her planet. The crew members that
had brought the ship to her cabin for instance were both 7 feet tall. The
inhabitants of Planet Vinarah averaged at least 7 feet 5 inches tall, but size
did not matter on her ship, Captain Leanot Sindrah commanded complete respect
from her crew.

Finally the trance wore off and the command crew's deadly predicament started
to really sink in. "What in the hell are we going to do captain?!?" the first
officer yelled. Before the captain could answer another crew member chimed in
"She could easily destroy us, we gotta do SOMETHING!" The captain took charge
of the situation "Hold on! Don't lose your heads!" He got their attention and
issued his orders, "Get this ship back up to full power and repair that damn
communications console and our weapons arrays!"

Leanot tried communicating with the creatures inside the small craft,
receiving no response at all. Her patience began to wane, minutes had passed
by and still nothing, despite her best efforts. She lightly kicked the port
side aft section of the craft with her left foot hoping to get that response.
The only result she achieved was a dent left in the hull courtesy of her big
toe. She picked up a cylindrical language translation device from her desk;
and made some adjustments, setting the device to her closest approximation of
Earth's English Language.

"Dammit skipper, we GOTTA do something she's going to tear this ship apart!"
Fontana screamed. "What is the status of our main weapons systems Mr. Cooper?"
Hixx asked. Cooper locked up from the console he was working on, "It will take
time to repair the targeting controls." Desperately Captain Hixx looked over
at Tom Hardy, "What's the status of communications?" Hardy made some quick
adjustments to the communications board "We have long range communications now
Cap!" Hixx's response was instantaneous, "Get a distress signal out to the
EIDF now!" Tom Hardy dispatched a signal of blank disaster, "Distress signal
sent out captain." There was of course no guarantee that anybody would receive
the signal or if it even would make it outside the alien ship's hull.

Those questions were answered very quickly

As if on cue, a loud booming female voice reverberated throughout the
Coronado's bridge. "There will be no unauthorized communications you puny
creatures!" The bridge crew looked up to see the beautiful face of their
captor looking at them with a pair of stunningly beautiful blue eyes on their
screen. "Tom establish a communications channel, she's obviously using some
sort of translation device." Hixx observed pointing to the device she was
holding in her gigantic left hand. "The channel is open sir." Hardy replied.
"This is Captain Frank Hixx of the Planet Earth; we meant no harm to you or
anyone else." Hixx explained, even though everyone knew they were totally
incapable of it.

Hardy's efforts proved successful, as the thundering voice was heard once
again, "I am Captain Leanot Sindrah of the Planet Vinarah; you are intruding
in our space!" She looked down on the tiny vessel, fighting the urge to just
outright crush the alien ship flat. "What was your destination when we
intercepted you puny creatures?" Leanot asked.

The captain looked around the bridge at his crew who were all waiting for him
to respond to the towering beauty that literally had them in her grasp. Hixx
chose his next words very carefully, "We were on an exploration mission of the
seventh planet in this sector; we didn't know this was Vinarian Space."

Leanot had heard that same story at least a hundred times before from other
puny creatures attempting to steal her planet's wealth! She had no intention
of wasting any more time with these unwanted intruders! "Don't LIE to me you
insignificant little creature!" Leanot yelled. "You heard about my planet's
wealth and were trying to steal it!" Captain Sindrah exclaimed, giving the
helpless ship a poke with her right foot's big toe. The resulting jolt knocked
the Coronado's bridge crew to the deck.

Leanot started to laugh out loud, "With this puny ship, I don't know how much
of my planet's wealth you stupid idiots actually planned on taking!" Leanot
again kicked the ship, this time harder, causing even more damage to the
Coronado's hull.

"What's the weapon and engine repair status?" Hixx asked his first mate. Ron
Fontana checked the status board, "We will need at least another hour for
engines and weapons, of course it doesn't help that she keeps kicking the damn
ship!" Hixx surveyed his bridge, "Finish up those repairs as quickly as
possible." he said. "What do you have in mind captain?" Fontana asked. Hixx
looked directly at his first mate, "That giant women out there has no
intention of letting us go peacefully, we will go along with her until we can
complete repairs." Fontana cut in, "Do you intend to fight her with this ship,
and I mean she only needs a can opener and its game over for us!" Hixx
regarded Fontana for a second, "Were not just going to give up, understand
that Ron!" Fontana nodded slightly, and then quickly went back to his repair
efforts.

Leanot activated the translation device yet again, "You will be tried for
violation of our space, but first I want you to tell your crew to remove all
your little toy weapons from your ship and place them on the deck at my feet."

The bridge crew stopped what they were doing and turned to look at their
captain. "Is the atmosphere breathable outside the ship?" Hixx asked Baler.
Baler checked the sensor readout, "The air is safe to breathe Captain Hixx."
he responded. "Fontana, have the men not involved with repairs gather all the
hand weapons." the captain calmly ordered.

Minutes later Leanot watched as the little aliens exited their ship carrying
weapons. They placed hand and laser rifles in a pile on the deck just as she
had ordered. After some time passed the pile appeared to be complete. "Is this
all of your weapons?" she asked in her booming voice. The aliens on the ground
near the pile nodded yes meekly. "You had better not be lying to me!" Leanot
informed her guests as she raised her left foot and then proceeded to
mercilessly crush the pile of tiny weapons, and the unlucky aliens standing
near the pile. She continued to crush and grind the pile of weapons with her
feet until everything was little bits of rubble and dust. The whole bridge
crew watched in horror and dismay as their fellow crew members and means of
defense had been ground into oblivion under their captor's beautiful bare feet
and toes.

"Now we can have some fun without you guys getting any wild ideas of trying to
fight your way out of here!" The captain mocked with a devilish grin on her
beautiful face. Leanot walked over to a storage closet and pulled out a cage,
she carried it over next to the ship. The huge, shiny, silver cage looked like
something meant for a pet hamster, but that's not what Leanot had in mind.
"Now it's time for you all to leave your insignificant little ship!" Captain
Hixx was very quick to issue his orders, "Keep the repair crew on the ship and
working, the rest of us will do what the lady says."

Mere moments later small hatches opened up on the top of the ship, and one by
one the crew of the Coronado was making their way to the top of the circular
hull. The second they would appear Leanot would snatch them up and put them in
the cage, like she was on a hunt capturing small animals. Finally after Leanot
completed collecting the crew of the Coronado the giantess secured the cage
door.

"Which one of you insects is the captain?" she asked. Captain Hixx raised a
tiny hand, she opened the cage door and proceeded to remove him from his
incarceration, "Captain, you and your crew are of guilty of violating our
space and trying to steal our wealth, how do you plea bug man?" she asked
closing the cage door.

Hixx looked at his crew in the cage and then looked up at the giantess, "Not
guilty!" he yelled defiantly at the top of his lungs. She let out a thunderous
laughter that damn near broke everybody's eardrums, "You are too much little
man!" She looked down on Hixx, "You do know you won't be leaving my ship
alive, don't you puny creature?!?" Hixx hopelessly stared up at the beautiful,
towering woman anticipating her crushing him out with her giant feet.

"Captain, you will now order your crew to remove all their clothes NOW!" The
captain started to give the giantesses' order to his men, "No captain, you
first, you must set a good example for your men to follow!" Leanot mocked with
a fake smile on her face.

The captain disrobed and then ordered his men to follow suit as well. The men
removed their uniforms fast, and within what seemed like seconds they were all
totally naked.

"Very good captain, no I will call you worm from now on!" She picked Hixx up
and placed him comfortably in between her huge breasts. She bent down and
opened up the cage, "Order the mice of their cage Worm!"

Within seconds of receiving the command, Hixx's men left the huge cage as
ordered. "Now it is time to carry out the sentence, because I grow weary of
this game!" she exclaimed. "So you were going to steal my planet's treasure
huh?" she mocked. "Did you puny fools think you would succeed?" The giantess
taunted.

Captain Sindrah looked down at the stunned and dismayed spacemen on the deck.
Leanot stomped her titanic foot down on a few unsuspecting tiny men, and
crushed their bodies' underfoot relishing hearing and feeling the crunch of
their tiny forms. She twisted her foot until their little; broken bodies were
goo underneath.

Leanot slid her foot in the liquid goo that was once bodies, and took joy in
the warm feel of bone and blood. The others scurried around like little mice
looking for any refuge from the avenging giantess. Some futilely ran back to
the ship, others took their chances in the vastness of her cabin.

Captain Sindrah picked up a few more and held them over her open mouth,
letting the little people dangle helplessly before she dropped them to their
deaths. She chewed the helpless little men into paste, enjoying every morsel
of their flesh and bone. "Slightly bitter, but otherwise not bad!" she
declared trying to capture a few more in her giant hands.

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" she yelled looking around for more
victims. Leanot turned toward the motionless spaceship lying on the deck. "I
bet you think you can hide from me in your puny, pathetic ship!" she chuckled
moving toward the small craft.

Her answer came in the form of twin laser beams hitting her in the stomach.
The beams stopped the giantess dead in her tracks. The ship's weapons,
deployed from now open hatches on the hull's topside opened up again this time
hitting her square in her ample breasts. The laser blasts nearly almost took
out Leanot Sindrah's little breast rider. "Don't worry about hitting me, KEEP
FIRING!" Hixx screamed at the top of his little lungs!

Anger started to swell throughout the captain's entire body, as she started to
move toward the craft once again. Focusing totally on the alien spaceship she
was totally unaware that she had crushed more of the ship's crew as she
walked. Sindrah looked down at Hixx, "You little fucking liars, you will pay
for this!" she exclaimed wincing from another blast.

"Now we're going to finish this once and for all!" she announced to the little
captive still between her breasts, holding on for dear life. Hixx had
witnessed the destruction of their weapons, the deaths of his fellow
crewmates, and now he was about to see the end of his intrepid little craft!

Captain Sindrah raised her left fist above her head and then slammed it down
on the fragile hull of the captive craft causing a huge dent. Then she slammed
her other fist into its soft hull causing even more damage. The ship's lasers
would fire no more! Smoke started to billow up from the damaged craft. The
foolish, tiny aliens who had dared attack her escaped from the tiny, now
helplessly crippled spaceship.

Standing up, the captain saw their pathetic forms on her deck, and pausing to
make sure she had their full attention raised her left foot above the helpless
and useless craft. The giantess placed her huge foot on the hull and started
to press down on it. The mangled weapons and metal felt almost soothing, like
a much needed massage for her massive foot.

Slowly, Leanot started to apply even more pressure and could hear and feel the
metal decks compressing underneath her foot. She slowly applied yet even more
pressure leaving a huge footprint in that crushed section of the hull. The
little spaceman between her gigantic breasts just went limp with despair. She
gazed upon him with her stunning blue eyes for a few seconds "Not a very
sturdy ship you guys were traveling in eh?" Leanot mocked.

Without warning she slammed her other foot on another section of the ship's
main hull. The circular portion of the ship was almost totally flat now.
Moments later under the onslaught of her shapely, powerful feet it was now
totally flat, like a huge piece of tinfoil on her cabin's deck. "I've crushed
the plate now for the cigars!" she joked.

The giantess totally finished the job as she ripped off the engines with her
hands and placed then on the deck. Leanot unzipped the front of her uniform
from her neck all the way down to her beautiful pussy, relieving the stretched
fabric of having to contain those giant breasts any longer. Pulling up a stool
and sitting down Leanot decided to use the cylindrical rounded engines for her
pleasure. Leanot spread her tight legs, picked up one engine, and started
probing her perfectly shaved vulva with it; fortunately for her it was just
big enough for the job!

Leanot was already extremely wet from all that had happened as the smell of
her womanhood permeated throughout the cabin. Her feet involuntarily rolled
the remaining two engines as she pleasured herself with her new toy, their
cylindrical shapes felt soothing and massaging under her tired, sore feet.

She could still feel some of the dried alien goo in between her sexy toes.
Leanot didn't really care though; her feet had crushed many little invaders
over time, none of the spaceships she had captured ever gave her this much
pleasure! She continued to probe the area around her vulva with the now
useless engine and finally worked her way into her very wet vagina. Hixx must
have gotten excited by the show because he had a tiny hand on his little cock
and was showing his excitement.

Leanot continued getting off with what used to be a marvel of technology, an
instrument to propel man to the stars, now just nothing more than a huge dildo
for her pleasure. As her excitement and ecstasy grew so did her hand's grip on
the cylindrical engine. The alien metal started to give way as Leanot's
fingers started to crush it as her intensity continued to grow. Hixx struggled
to remain in between the goddess's huge, loving breasts; he certainly didn't
seem to mind being held captive any longer, considering he had no choice in
the matter!

Leanot Sindrah started to moan with ecstasy as she neared climax. Her feet had
completely crushed the two remaining engines without her even realizing it.
Luckily her cabin was soundproof for as she finally climaxed she let out such
a loud yell that it broke her little friend's eardrums. She was so relaxed and
limp that she fell off the stool and onto the wrecked spacecraft, crushing the
remains of the doomed craft. She landed on her back not even feeling the
completely crushed craft lodged in her lower back, Leanot was so totally
relaxed and didn't even care to tell you the truth.

Her little companion had somehow managed to hold on, and he himself was
totally at ease despite everything that had happened. He seemed quite resigned
to being the diminutive sex toy of a giant goddess. Captain Sindrah wasn't
done however; she had an appetite for pleasure and decided that her little
friend was going to be the next instrument to obtain that pleasure.

Eyeing her companion who was now contently lying on her gigantic bosom she
scooped him up and started using him as her new toy. She had to be careful
because he wasn't nearly as big as her other plaything so she worked him in
slowly. Leanot's fingers were slippery, one false move and she might lose her
tiny lover inside the vastness of her waiting vagina. Leanot passed her vulva
and started to penetrate her pussy when suddenly her intercom beeped. She lost
focus for only a second and suddenly the tiny toy had slipped out of her
fingers and into her nether regions.

In a knee jerk reaction she stood up and could feel something tiny pop inside
her. Realizing what she'd done Leanot just stood in place for a few seconds,
and fished her now crushed and dead little doll out of her vagina. She looked
at the lifeless form and tossed it over to the wrecked ship. "No worries,
plenty more where that came from!" she thought to herself smiling another
devilish grin.

She walked over to the intercom, pressed the controls and said, "Captain here,
what do you want?" the annoyance on her face was apparent. "Ma'am, we have
another intruder entering our space." the strikingly sexy woman on the screen
reported. "Very well, move to intercept, and send someone down to my quarters
to clean up this mess." she ordered pointing to the crushed bodies and ship on
the deck. "Right away ma'am!" the woman dutifully replied.

The statuesque captain surveyed the damage she had caused, and was now very
excited about what lie ahead?.

End of Part Three

Epilogue

"How in the hell did you escape Baler!??!" Locarno asked a look of disbelief
all over his chiseled face. Baler looked at him and then Adkins, "A few of us
managed to survive, living like cockroaches, hiding out on the giantesses'
ship until we were able to escape onto one of their bases, and after months of
jumping from ship to ship we finally made it back to our space."

Locarno and Adkins both looked at each other trying to fathom all they had
heard, "Guard, take Baler back to his room." Adkins ordered. "What do you
think of the man's story Nathan?" Adkins asked the younger officer.

"I think he's been nipping too much Tamarian Whiskey, if you ask me." Locarno
replied. "I don't know, there are a multitude of unknowns out there." Adkins
replied. "You don't really believe all of his story do you captain?" Locarno
asked.

"I don't know Nathan, I really do not know." Adkins said staring up at the
ceiling. "I do know we had better not dismiss it though, Mr. Locarno." Captain
Adkins concluded standing up from the table.

The End - For Now?