Super Plumper – Chapter 1: Origin of Power – Part 1
By Wildstar
Jenni is kidnapped for the captain’s pleasure


"Captain, we have entered the system on schedule" reported Commander Dilten of
the Altaron Space Federation.

The captain swung her large frame around and looking down on Dilten said
"Good. Progress report. When we will reach our destination?"

"Soon, captain, soon. We are making good speed and shall reach Earth in
roughly 2.5 hours from now. All preparations are in order and I foresee no
issues with our mission."

"Excellent. Please refresh my memory on our mission, commander" ordered the
Captain.

"Mam, our mission is to survey and sample the planet known to the local
residents as Earth. We are not to interact with them or disturb the planet any
more than necessary as it could lead to discovery of our primary mission."

"You remember well, commander. I am pleased."

"Thank you, captain."

"You know commander; I would like to have some ‘fun’ while we are down there.
It has been a long time since I have been to Earth" the captain mused brushing
some of her long blond hair from her eyes. Standing up to her full 9 feet in
height, she turned to leave the bridge. "I am going to take a nap. It has been
a long day. See to it that I get some ‘fun’, commander, you know what I like."

"To serve, captain, it will be done" said Dilten, turning smartly and walking
to the lift.

Shortly he arrived at his destination, the engine room. As he thought, the
chief engineer was there as usual. Though he liked the man, he still had some
worry that he was not right for the job. There had been some incidents in his
past, but the captain spoke well of him. The man looked up into his eyes as he
approached.

"Laughten, we have a mission to do here" announced Dilten, attempting to get
to business as quickly as possible.

"Well, yes sir, we do" laughed Laughten, staring deep into the commander with
his ice blue eyes.

"No, not that mission, we have an assignment of a quite different origin. The
captain wishes to have ‘fun’ while we are on Earth and you know what that
means."

"Oh yeah, I do. Like the last time I suppose. She’s a horny one isn’t she?"

"Well, it is not my place to question her, only to obey her. But, I am not
particularly wild about the way she gets her...appetite sated, if you know
what I mean."

"Yes, yes that is the case, but we are not in a position to do anything about
it now are we."

"No, I suppose not. It is just that killing another life is; well, so useless
in this. We two are warriors, Laughten; we do not kill for pleasure—well not
normally. But her, she uses these creatures, these people, and then casts them
away like trash."

"And if she didn’t, they would know what we are. Who we are. That can’t be
allowed. You, of all people, know that, Dilten. We have done many things for
her in the past. This will not be first nor will it be the last time we are
called upon to get things for her. Just because it is a life is no different.
Look at it like getting her a cup of coffee. Speaking of, what kind is she
after this time?" asked Laughten.

"The usual, voluptuous, busty, sexy, the type she most adores and likes to
screw."

"OK, I will make preparations immediately. I should have something found by
the time we are ready to make our final approach."

"Thanks, Laughten."

"Your welcome, hey, commander, remember this isn’t the first nor will it be
the last time we will do this" stated Laughten, not realizing that this, in
fact, would most assuredly be their last time.

As the two officers were conversing over matters of life and death, on Earth,
Jenni was conversing over matters of money.

"Look, Sam, I need a raise. Really, I am pulling in customers here. They like
to see me dance. They like my breasts, too" said Jenni, cupping her hands
below her volleyball sized breasts.

"Jenni, I know they do. I like ‘em too. I mean there aren’t a lot of natural
girls around with a rack like yours babe. You know that and I know that. But,
I still can’t give you a raise. Hell, I can’t give anyone a raise. We just
ain’t got the money" explained Sam.

Staring straight into Sam’s rather broad face, Jenni shot back, "You were sure
able to give Kim a job though. If we are so broke, how come you hired another
dancer?"

"Look, Kim needed the gig, OK. She is hot, too. I’ve seen you eyein’ her up
Jenni. Guys eye her up too. She’s a looker and we need that."

"Fine. No raise. Fine. I gotta go. I’ll see you Friday" muttered Jenni and
with that made for the door as fast as she could. She had to get out of there
or she was going to get really mad. She knew why Sam gave Kim the job. Kim
screwed him for it. All the girls knew that. What pissed Jenni off most is she
hated that part of the job. That people always think strippers screw their
boss. ‘Course, Jenni thought to herself that perhaps that was possibly true
and that she was the exception. She knew Sam wanted her. She had seen him
looking. Her full chest, wide hips and long brown hair had gotten her plenty
of money, looks and offers. She just could not see herself having sex with
Sam. He was gross. Too heavy, too sweaty and too, well, too nasty to let him
touch her that way.

Turning onto I-90, Jenni took account of her life. She is a stripper at one of
the best clubs in Seattle. No kids, no husband, no debt, she had made a pretty
good life here in the Northwest considering. Money was OK if not great; it was
enough to get a nice little house in rural Issaquah. The traffic sucked
sometimes, but not too bad considering the time of day she normally worked.
Her body had made her pretty good pay. Still, there were times she wondered if
she would be a stripper when she got old. She was only 20 now. Times were
good. But, she would get older and it is hard for an older lady to get gigs.
Shrugging her shoulders she decided it would be better to think of something
else. "The future is uncertain, best not to think about it too much" whispered
Jenni to herself.

Nearly home, turning her car onto the side street her house was on she
suddenly realized the road, the car, everything around her was gone. She
couldn’t see anything anymore, as if she were floating in space. "Hey, what
the hell is this!" shouted Jenni twirling in space.

"Subject acquired commander" reported Laughten.

"Excellent. I will inform the captain at once. Put her in the throne room cell
if you will Laughten."

"Aye, commander. Commander ain’t she a pretty thing?" asked the 8 foot
engineer, admiring Jenni’s full round body and especially her rather large
breasts. "I wouldn’t mind havin’ a go at that myself. Too bad they’re so
small. I think I’d probably break her."

"You would, Laughten, you would. You know we are at least 10 times stronger
than them. She would break like a piece of china in your hands. I hate to
imagine what the captain’s gonna do to her. But, I don’t get paid to imagine,
I get paid to make things happen." Dilten looked a last time at the image of
Jenni in the monitor to make sure she was secure in the cell and then headed
for the bridge to notify the captain of the results of the capture.

"Captain, I am pleased to report your ‘fun’ has arrived aboard" whispered
Dilten into her ear.

"Ah, I hunger for her already" she sighed lustily, pressing the button on her
command chair to activate her private viewer. "Oh, you have done well,
commander. Most fine. I will enjoy her. We are landing now, in the foothills
of this range of mountains." She pointed to the nav console and to a point in
the Northern Cascade range. "We should be relatively isolated and with the
cloaking system on I don’t think anyone could find us anyway. As soon as the
landing operation is complete, I will go to my guest and give her a proper
greeting. Thank you, commander; I am most impressed, as usual."

"To serve, captain. You are welcome" said Dilten, bowing and then walking to
his console behind the captain’s chair.

It was cold in the cell—cold and metallic. Jenni was disoriented. One minute
she was driving along in her car the next minute in space and now in a cell.
At least there was water. Standing up from her drink she looked around. The
cell was about 30 feet square with bars on one side and blank cold walls on
all others. There was no door as far as she could tell. The only light was
directly above her and not real bright either. Other than the water and what
looked like a toilet there were no other fixtures in the room. She was still
in shock.

"What the hell is this place?" asked Jenni to no one in particular.

"It is my ship" answered the captain, who had just walked in from the hall.
"Do you like it?"

"No." said Jenni flatly. "Why am I here and who the hell are you?"

"But then, it is not important that you like it," said the captain, stepping
up to the bars. She waved her hand across the door and the bars parted like an
elevator door. As the woman approached her Jenni finally became aware of the
sheer size of the woman. Jenni was not tall but she was not this short. She
barely came to the captain’s stomach.

Suddenly, panic gripped her and Jenni tried to run. Without even trying the
captain reached out a giant arm and grabbed the 180 pound woman, picking her
up off the ground without the slightest hesitation. Jenni watched as the
captain’s bicep swelled with power from the strain. "You are staying here,
little one. At least until I am ready for you. Understand?"

Jenni did not speak. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" bellowed the captain right into
Jenni’s face. Jenni winced from the sound. It was so loud.

"Yes, yes I understand" said Jenni resigning herself that for now anyway
escape was not going to be possible. She went limp in the captain’s hand.

"Good, good then, I don’t want to hurt you, but I will if need be. Besides
there will be plenty of time for that later." Putting Jenni down the captain
walked back towards the door.

"Why I am here? What am I doing here?" asked Jenni into the captain’s broad
muscular back. She could see the muscles dance even through the stretch
uniform the captain wore.

"Why, little one, you are here to give me fun" said the captain, as a broad
smile crept across her massive lips. Turning back toward the cowering woman
the captain bent down and beamed at her.

"And Jenni, is it?" asked the captain.

"Yes" replied Jenni.

Caressing her huge hand against Jenni’s cheek the captain knelt lower and
whispered into Jenni’s ear, "Well then Jenni, oh my, are we going to have some
fun."