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This story is a composite of a couple of different things I have thought about regarding 
futanari stories, I know the majority of writers here deal mostly in natural futa, that is 
born as one, or magical means. This is more of a sci-fi kind of story, so if it's not your 
thing you might want to mosey on by. 

Don't read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like you'll listen. This 
should appear only on my website http://www.asstr.org/~srb/ F3, Futanari Palace, Pal's 
archive site, through Pal's yahoo group, on Pal's Forum... well, it basically should be 
wherever Pal's stuff is. Also at the Grey Archive, and some other places they might end 
up, they know who they are. 

This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the 
characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental

BTW there is plenty of different portions which have been reused by numerous science 
fiction shows movies and books, including nanotechnology, rapid pregnancy, and various 
scientific mumbo jumbo, which I will try to keep to a minimum. (Bounce a graviton 
particle beam off the main deflector dish…)

THIS CHAPTER contains no sex.

Chapter 9
Things change


Far away a leader stood in her office. She watched with concern the events unfolding 
down on the planet below her. The pale blue light covered her body as she followed the 
abduction of Tom and Kyle. 
 
"Have you seen the latest developments?" She asked her leader.

"Yes, it's quite disconcerting. I'm afraid the Martians are going to war with the Terrans." 
The leader said. "This does not bode well."

"It's unfortunate, this will hinder our plans," the subordinate replied.

"No, we must change our plans accordingly." She said, turning around. 

"We have already overstepped our boundaries," The subordinate warned.

"This is a matter of grave importance. The abduction was not foreseen. It is the overture 
to the war. Our agents were not in place to prevent it." The leader replied. "The 
remaining of the group, how are they?"

"The male's is near death. So is Nadia. Terra was overlooked." The underling reported.

"We cannot act without being seen. Yet we must move to stop the war at all costs. Our 
moves must be discrete, our actions invisible. Continue gathering information, and 
maintain surveillance. We must see what the Terrans next move will be before we act." 
The leader replied. "So is my orders, so shall they be followed."

"By your instruction," the subordinate said, bowing her head before leaving the room.

*

Terra stood in the bathroom, shivering in the dark, tears running down her face. She had 
never been so scared in her life. She had never been scared in her life. She wanted 
nothing more than to curl up into a ball next to her mom and cry. It seemed like forever 
since she heard it. She didn't know what gunfire was she just knew it was the loudest 
sound she had ever heard, and it sounded like death. She waited until she heard footsteps 
leaving the other way. It had seemed like forever and a day since Nadia had left, even 
though the clock showed only eight minutes had passed. 

Still in shock Terra moved, emulating Nadia's early action by opening the door a crack. 
There was nothing in the bedroom, so Terra moved out of the bathroom. Peering out the 
still open bedroom door she saw someone. Running to that person what she saw broke 
her heart. She looked down onto the body of Nadia, riddled with bullets. She sank to her 
knees, her body too weak to stand. She tasted bile in her mouth, and turning her head she 
expelled the contents of her stomach. 

Still too weak to stand she crawled over, looking at Nadia's body. Her hand touched the 
spot where the bullet had ripped through the flesh, tearing a hole from which rivers of 
blood had poured forth. Terra hugged Nadia, tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes. 
She was so alive, so warm before. Now she didn't move, didn't respond. Her once 
lifelike features lay deadened. Terra could do little else but weep as she held her friend's 
limp body in her arms. She remembered what her mother had told her about prayer, about 
heaven. As she held Nadia in her arms, she prayed silently that she would make it to 
heaven, while tears poured down her cheeks.

*

Tom awoke hours later. His body still numbed from the shock he couldn't stand. He was 
in some kind of cell. As he tried to stand, he noticed he was tethered to a chain on the 
wall, which prevented most movement. He still tried to move, his dulled mind trying to 
piece together what happened. He hadn't even registered the weightlessness he was 
floating in.

"I would be careful," said a strange voice. "From what we've been told it's your first time 
in space. Takes a few days to get your space legs, Professor."

"Space, where, who the hell are you?" Tom asked. It felt like he was drunk.

"Just a lowly guard on a prison transport mission. But my instructions were clear; you are 
to be uninjured. Don't want you to get too sick, I'll get written up." He said with an 
arrogant smile.

"Where is everyone?" Tom asked, remembering his last moment. Being shocked, Kyle 
taking him in her arms…

"Kyle has been detained. She's in a special cell designed for her…unique person," the 
nameless guard said. "The other two were eliminated."

"Eliminated…you killed them?" Tom asked, his voice furious. Yoshi, Nadia, Terra, all 
gone... Tom lunged at the guard, but the tether around his waist, arms, and feet stopped 
him, as he floated in the zero gravity environment.

"Wouldn't advise doing that again, like I said, I don't want you to be hurt." He said 
smugly. He wasn't a man of violence, and he had spent much of his life in the search for 
peace of mind. In his mind he swore he would find some vengeance for what happened. 
In his haze he remembered two words. 'Other two' he thought to himself, over and over 
again. 'Which two…was there a possibility…?' he thought.

*

Being shot hurt. A lot. There isn't an eloquent means of describing it. A small piece of 
metal being propelled at about fifteen hundred meters a second tearing through flesh just 
plain hurts. Add to the fact that there are sixty pieces of metal each coming in controlled 
bursts of three each second does little to make the situation better. Various parts of the 
body that should never be ripped open are. And their respective fluids are forced to 
intermingle in ways they were never intended to. Bile and blood for instance were never 
meant to be in the lungs. 

Her chances of survival would be next to nothing. Even in a hospital's emergency room 
the chances of her survival would have been small. The amount of holes through vital 
organs and the amount of blood lost would have doomed her. The body would have 
entered into shock, which would have numbed the pain, and would have basically 
doomed her. The pain is incredible, almost unbearable. Shock would have been a mercy. 
Her chances of surviving being gunned down in such a manner would be next to nothing.

Her chances of survival would be next to nothing, save for the nanobots. 

Nadia opened her eyes; her brain was lightheaded from a lack of blood. As the nanobots 
in her system struggled to compensate, her blurry vision began to clear. The loud ringing 
in her ears quieted, and her brain slowly began to register what she was hearing and 
seeing.

The first thing she could identify was hair, long red hair hanging in strands near her eyes. 
And crying, soft slow weeping. Moving her head she heard a scream, and her body 
recoiled from the sound. "Stop," Nadia pleaded, moving her hands towards her ears. 
Turning around, Nadia got on her hands and knees.

"N-Nadia? Y-you're!" Terra said, her voice dry, crackling. Grabbing Nadia with both 
hands she gave her a bear hug that nearly choked the life out of her. "YOU'RE ALIVE!" 
she screamed.

"Stop screaming," Nadia said. "Where is everyone?" 
 
"I don't know, haven't seen anyone since they came by," Terra said. Grabbing her 
communicator Nadia tried getting anyone up, to no avail. When she dialed Yoshi's 
number, she remembered him finishing the work in the lab. He would have been a sitting 
duck.

"Oh god, Yoshi!" Nadia said, getting up. She tried to run down the hall but fell, thankful 
for the wall for breaking most of her fall. "Help me!" Nadia said. Terra picked Nadia up 
as if she was a baby, and carried her in her arms to the laboratory. What they saw 
shocked them both.

*

Yoshi lay propped against the wall. While he had always wondered what his death would 
be like, he never really imagined it would be like this. Machine gunned down by soldiers 
in a lab wasn't in his first hundred choices. Probably first million. 'Oh well, I could have 
done worse' he thought to himself. He had cured some people, invented some useful 
machines. Some would even last for a while. And he had his share of loves, his share of 
laughs, and his share of sadness in his lot of life. 

'Ah, here comes the shock' his mind thought, as his pain floated away, numbing him 
over. He could feel himself shaking, his breathing strained, his heart pumping uselessly 
the last of his blood out. The assaulters had missed his lungs, his heart, and his brain. The 
real vital organs, so he was going to suffer for a while. Not too long of a while, the blood 
loss would do him in soon. And the shock was taking away most of the pain. He could 
see his vision fading, his mind followed suit. He hoped the rest got out. 'God, let poor 
little Terra escape. She never did anything to anyone. She deserves better than this.'

As he began to drift off, he was shaken by movement of his body. He was propped onto 
one of the med beds. His head was too fatigued, too far in shock to be under his control. 
One of his eyes was shut; he didn't think he'd be able to open it again. Not that that 
would be a particularly long time. In his other eye he could see Nadia. 

'She's trying to save me, how nice of her. It's too late though, by now the lack of oxygen 
has probably killed off the brain cells. I'll be lucky to be a vegetable that can think. 
Maybe they can get me a chair like that guy in Star Trek…what was his name… God that 
was a good episode, I wish I spent more time watching ancient television shows. Is that 
Terra? Oh thank god she's alive, and then maybe, just maybe my death isn't so bad. God, 
I wish I were like them. They could probably get shot and just walk it off. They probably 
got shot and are just walking it off. And those bodies, what I wouldn't do for a body like 
that. Even in the pants department they put me to shame. And to have tits like that, and 
that ass…God I wish I was like them.' Yoshi thought, his conscious mind faded.

*

"He's, he's too far gone…" Nadia said with a lump in her throat. Tom had even thought 
ahead to store large quantities of everyone's blood type, should the unfortunate happen. 
But even with the blood transfusions, with the gaping bullet wounds bandaged, he had 
lost so much blood, and had so much internal damage. She placed the mask over his lips, 
a new device which imitated what used to be called an iron lung. It assisted the lungs in 
breathing, although she didn't know what good it would do. She didn't have any organs 
for transplant, let alone half a dozen trained medical personnel to keep him going.

"The nanobots! They saved you, maybe we can use them on him!" Terra said, pleading 
with Nadia.

"We destroyed them, all of them, they're all down the drain. Unless, oh god," Nadia said.

"What?" Terra asked.

"We might be able to transplant them. But the nanos are contained in body fluids," Nadia 
said, thinking on for a moment. Her blood was too low, and she knew she had a different 
blood type than Yoshi, and so did Terra. They could give him a transfusion of blood 
containing the nanobots, if they weren't swirling around in a sewer. Urine would only 
worsen his condition. And that left only one option. The mere thought of it was less than 
appealing. 

Pressing her lips against his she kissed him. Actually, it was more approximate to mouth-
to-mouth resuscitation. With the exception that she was pushing saliva down his throat 
instead of air. Terra grabbed a scanner, and imitating Tom's earlier actions managed to 
get a readout of his life signs. Yoshi was all but dead, the readouts displayed. 

"Damn, damn, damn we didn't get here in time," Nadia said, her hands cradling her face. 
The full amount of time that had passed was less than ten minutes. Unless this happened 
in an emergency room, Nadia doubted it would have mattered. Even then it would hardly 
have been a slam-dunk. Nadia went to the computers, using the internal scanners. There 
wasn't any sign of Kyle or Tom. They would be able to detect them, living or dead, in the 
building or nearby. She silently wished that they found some way out.

Turning around she slammed a number of glass and plastic beakers and various tubes to 
the ground in frustration. Terra just stood there, praying to what her mom told her was 
god. Praying for another miracle, for another friend to be safe, for another…she didn't 
know. She just prayed, every ounce of her being wanting more than anything for Yoshi to 
be all right. Just to keep breathing, for his heart to keep pumping, his wounds to patch 
themselves up. Her hopes rose as the scanner showed a small increase happened. Looking 
onto the scanner, it said there was a sudden rise in trace metals. 'Trace metals…' Terra 
thought to herself. 'The nanos and metallic…were they working?'

"We have to get out of here, we have to get help. My dad's in the military, he can help us, 
the army, they can help us. But we have to go, we have to leave now." Nadia said.

"No!" Terra shouted. 

"Terra, we have to go, we have to leave. I know, I know, you want him to be okay. I do 
too; I've known him for longer than you have. But it's not working, we have to go," 
Nadia pleaded, scared out of her mind. Scared about what had happened. Scared about 
what was going to happen. Scared about almost dying, scared about Yoshi dying, scared 
about anything and everything. 

"He's going to be better. I know it. I'm staying, you can go. We'll meet up with you 
later." Terra said, knowing it was an empty threat.

"Terra, his vital signs aren't getting any better, there's no evidence that it's working at 
all." Nadia said. "The internal scanners show that Tom and Nadia aren't here, not even 
their bodies are here. We have to go, maybe they escaped, we have to get help, they could 
come back at any minute!"

"The life signs are not getting worse either. The trace metals are increasing, he's going to 
pull through. I know it. He has to." Terra said, having convinced herself. As if following 
orders, the life signs began to increase. Slightly, only a fraction of a percentage, but it 
was working. The wounds were addressed, and so the blood was being replaced. His 
lungs were kept breathing, and if the nanos would heal the wounds, he might have a ghost 
of a chance. Nadia grabbed a roll of paper towels from the sink, and slowly began 
cleaning up the mess of his blood from the medical bed. 

"It's working!" Terra exclaimed, looking at the scanners readout. The progress wasn't 
changing at an incredible rate, but it was a small improvement, and improvement was 
better than nothing. Or flat-lining. 

"We still have to leave," Nadia thought for a moment. There were vehicles they could 
use, but Yoshi didn't look like he could get out of here. The med beds could be wheeled 
out, but he should stay laying, moving him in that condition could finish him off. "Stay 
here, I'm going to go check something," Nadia said, going out the door.

"You can't, you'll fall again," Terra said. 

"No, I'm feeling better now. I'll be okay. If I don't call you every five minutes, get as far 
as possible," Nadia said, walking out the door. She did feel light headed, but she had to 
go. As she walked through the hallways, everything seemed surreal. Looking down onto 
the floor, she saw the spot where she had lie minutes ago. It looked like a gallon of her 
blood had painted the floor. It was still wet in places. Looking down onto her t shirt, she 
realized how red her tattered clothing was. 

Continuing down the hall she walked on, and was less than surprised to find a gun. 
Growing up with her father on military bases, she recognized the make and model. 
Standard government issue for infantry and marine corps. Upon further inspection, she 
realized it was Kyle's gun, the one she had fought tooth and nail to bring in. Looking 
down she saw two extra clips. Picking it up, she removed the empty clip and then loaded 
a fresh clip, putting the other in her pocket. When she was young she had spent more 
time in target practice than most infantrymen had. Her aim wasn't precise, but she had 
experience. 

Turning the corner, she saw the entrance, amazed at what had been two glass doors a half 
hour ago. Now they were a tangled mess of metal and glass. Debris covered the floor. 
The smell of burning filled the air. Nadia was thankful to step out in the cold October air, 
although she wished she had shoes. She looked at her watch, and called Terra, "Terra, 
everything is fine. Will call back in five."

Looking forward, she could see the guards garage. All of the guards were military police, 
all of them with high level clearance. It was of absolute necessity that there were as few 
leaks as possible. There was a military base ten miles from here where they were 
stationed. The guards didn't even know what was happening inside the facility. Not that 
Nadia knew what was going on right now either.

Pulling open the door, she turned on the light switch. There wasn't a big selection here 
that would do them much good. There were a few civilian cars, an SUV, and a jeep. She 
looked over the SUV and jeep, weighing her options. While the jeep would be easier on 
the road, the SUV gave them the best cover. Opening the door Nadia was depressed a 
moment later to discover that the key was absent. Looking over the jeep she saw there 
was no key there either. 

She had all but given hope until she saw an office. Not really an office, more like a room 
with a window and a door. Walking in she saw a key hook containing keys for a half 
dozen vehicles. Grabbing them all she began trying them in the SUV, and the third set 
was the charm. Starting up the electric motor, Nadia exited for a moment to open the 
garage door. Reentering the vehicle she began accelerating, her bare foot felt weird on the 
cold metal of the pedal. She called Terra once again, essentially repeating her 'everything 
is right' statement. Driving up to the entrance she backed the car up, to make it easier to 
load the med bed. She put the seats down before exiting.

She left the car in park as she entered the facility, making her way through the corridors. 
It was easier said than done, as the lack of blood and her body's healing was taking it's 
toll. Once she loaded Yoshi the two of them could sit for hours. The drive wasn't going 
to be very long, but it was difficult. While the base was ten miles from here, the roads 
themselves would almost double the distance. Add bad roads and night driving, and they 
would be in for a long ride. Plus the fact that they were going to have Yoshi barely alive 
in the back would not help.

Nadia opened the door, surprised to see Terra bent on her knees, her hands pressed 
together as she prayed. 'Her mother must have taught her' she thought, preparing the 
medical bed. The process to put it on wheels was designed to be difficult, primarily to 
prevent accident. It took three full minutes for the bed to be fixed to roll. By that time 
Terra had finished her prayers. 

The two moved silently through the hallway. Terra's thoughts were filled about her 
mother and Tom, where they were and whether they were okay. Nadia just hoped her 
body would last until she got in the car. As they wheeled by her mother's room, Terra 
stopped for a moment. "I have to get something," Terra said, entering the room. She 
emerged a second later with the scarlet begonia Tom had given her the previous day. 

It only took a minute to wheel Yoshi to the car. The medical bed would fit but the 
problem was detaching the bottom coupling. That wasted another five minutes as they 
struggled in the dimly lit entrance. When finally Yoshi had been loaded, they two entered 
the car, eager to be off. Nadia wished Terra could drive as she changed gears. Nadia 
would rather have taken care of Yoshi herself, but Terra couldn't drive and now wasn't 
the time for a lesson.

She instinctively roared off. "Nadia, you have to slow down!" Terra pleaded.

"If we get pulled over I'll flash the cop!" Nadia said, her foot never leaving the pedal. 

"It's Yoshi, we can't," Terra said, her face full of concern.

"Alright, alright, I know, I know," Nadia said, slowing down. It was the last thing said for 
a long while. The trip was bumpy, with few street lights providing any view. Nadia drove 
with her high beams on almost the entire way. Her mind was still struggling to deal with 
the blood loss, and she had to constantly remind herself of where she was and what she 
was doing. The car's automated navigation system was of immense help, but she had to 
turn around twice after passing the right turn. The long winding roads weren't designed 
to accommodate missed turns. The fall foliage falling from the trees made every stretch 
of the road look the same as the next.

Terra watched Yoshi constantly, looking for the slightest sign of either good or bad news. 
She had a hand scanner fixed perpetually on his body, but the device was limited in it's 
application. She could observe his vital signs such as heart rate, blood pressure, breathing 
patterns, but couldn't see if the nanobots were working. She could see that he was staying 
stable, getting slightly better, but the body wasn't attending the wounds properly. While 
they were bandaged, the holes were extensive and needed to be stitched. He had lost 
blood, and even with the transfusion earlier he was still far from being healthy. His body 
was definitely undergoing changes, but the limited scanner and her lack of knowledge 
about human anatomy hindered her from learning anything.

Terra couldn't help but continue to worry about her mother. Tears silently streamed down 
her cheeks, she was too depleted to cry anymore. Her body felt numb. She was thankful 
she had Yoshi to look after, it gave her something to do, some faint glimmer of hope to 
attach on to. 

She looked up into the sky, starring at the stars. She wondered if her mother was shot like 
Nadia and Yoshi. She hoped not, but still she prayed. Wherever her mother and Tom 
were, that she was safe. And if, if…she couldn't even bring herself to think it. She hoped 
that if it had happened, that her mother and Tom were looking down on her from heaven

*

Kyle lay curled up into a ball in her cell. Her eyes looked out a small window towards 
Earth, her mind saying a silent prayer that Terra was all right, even though she knew 
better. Her guard had said they had killed everyone left at the complex. She hovered 
slightly in air, but she didn't really care about it. She had cried her eyes out. She had 
screamed and swore and tried to break herself out. She tried to talk her way out, tried to 
find a way to talk to Tom. She even tried to kill herself. If her child was gone, then she 
didn't care anymore life wasn't worth living.

Laying silently in space she floated, wondering what would be her fate. Interrogation, 
probably. Death definitely. She was captured for her nanobots, she imagined, and 
wondered what they would do. Extract them no doubt, but by what means? They were 
inside her cells. How they would be removed was difficult to imagine. Her mind was 
jostled by a loud thud. She looked out into the hallway, as though it would give her some 
indication of what was happening. 

What she couldn't know was that the small ship they were on was docking with a larger 
ship. The ship they were captive on was small, designed to fly unnoticed through the 
Earth's atmosphere. While it wasn't completely invisible, it did hide them well enough 
that they couldn't be tracked precisely. It wasn't, however, designed to travel long 
distances in space. Simply couldn't hold enough fuel, food, or oxygen, particularly for 
the crew compliment and the two prisoners. 

*

"How is she?" Tom asked. "You said you killed Nadia and Yoshi, how is Terra?" Tom 
asked.

"Who?" The guard replied.

"My dog, my little Terra. Did you at least let her out?" Tom asked, slowly gauging the 
response.

"Our mission was simple, capture you and the girl, kill the other two scientists. Once they 
were gone, we finished off the rest of the military personnel, and then left." The guard 
said, almost gloating about having murdered the scientists two friends. He had a sadistic 
streak, and loved to watch prisoners suffer. It wouldn't be his first.

Tom followed as he was being dragged through thin air by the guard, made all the easier 
in zero gravity environment. If they didn't know about Terra, would they have killed her? 
Would they have even known she was there? Was it even Kyle who was there? The two 
women looked almost identical. "So how many dead?" Tom asked, trying to remember 
the number of guards. Four on each shift, three shifts a day, plus the sergeant…

"Fifteen total. I guess your dog would make the sixteenth, if she can't find her way out. 
Dumb name for a dog," he said, surprised at the ease the scientist took the news. 
'Scientists are cold. They do a lot of twisted stuff, they must be less human. He was 
working for the army, after all.' He thought as they arrived, beginning the safety lock on 
his side of the docking bay. He watched as his counterpart on the other end did the same. 
"Here's the scientist, the girl is being brought here." He said. Tom was pushed in mid air 
towards the soldier on the other end. He was quickly caught before being handed to 
another soldier. "Here she is now" he said, watching as his squad mate dragged the 
kicking and screaming Kyle to the sealing chamber. Kyle spat on his face as she was 
hurled into the other ship. Tom looked her in the eyes, mouthing 'I think Terra is safe.' 
Kyle's eyes widened for a moment, tears forming. Closing her eyes tightly she took a 
deep gulp, praying to Christ almighty that Tom was right.

 "I am so sorry for the travel accommodations, my dear friend. And to you too dear 
woman, but it was necessary." said a voice beyond the safety lock. Looking on, Tom 
recognized a face he hadn't seen in a long while. 

"Capistrano?" Tom asked. He was amazed to see him here, to see him at all. "What are 
you doing here? You, you've been dead for years…"

"I'm afraid reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated," Capistrano said with a 
smile.

"It's 'The report of my death was an exaggeration'" Tom corrected.

"I'll take your word, we have much to talk about. Mark Twain will have to wait another 
day." Capistrano said.

*

Terra was jarred as Nadia stopped the car, turning her head away from Yoshi in the back. 
Nadia pulled up to the gate. The soldier on duty came over, surprised at what he saw. 
Two incredibly hot women who looked barely legal. One of them was covered in what 
looked like blood. There was someone in the back who looked near death. He wished he 
hadn't switched shifts last week, that someone else had to deal with this.

"My name is Nadia Bodarko, I need to talk to General Bodarko immediately. We have 
wounded." Nadia said.

"I'll have to call my superior," he said.

"If this man dies, so do you," Nadia said her eyes glaring at the private, never blinking. 

"The two of you have to leave the vehicle, we'll send the wounded to our service 
hospital." He said, trying to find the right way to handle the situation. He waved a nearby 
soldier and ordered him to take the wounded to the service hospital. The private called his 
sergeant, which began the ride on the chain of command. By the time it got to major, they 
were allowed in. By the time they had reached Nadia's father, they were VIPs and a meal 
was being prepared, along with a room. Yoshi was under the care of everyone on base 
who held any kind of medical degree, and some who didn't.

"Ms Bodarko, our most sincere apologies, we never meant to keep you. Your image files 
on data do not do you justice," said the man meeting her. She could recognize he was a 
major from the insignia. "Your father has vouched for you and your friend. He is on his 
way, and should be here in the morning."

"How is he?" Nadia asked.

"He? General Bodarko sounded well."  Major Hicks said.

"No, the man we brought in." Nadia said.

"What do you mean?" the Major asked confused.

"The man we brought in, Yoshi, how is he?" Nadia asked, as equally confused.

"The person you brought in more resembled a woman," The major replied. "But she has 
some, uh, additional equipment."

Terra looked at Nadia, before saying "I want to see him. Her. I want to see her. Now."

"Yes, we have to see her," Nadia said, having given up on all logic and reason. The two 
were escorted by two sergeants armed with semiautomatic machine guns. The sight of 
them scared Terra instinctively. She still didn't know that Nadia held her mothers gun 
concealed in her pocket. They were lead to an observation room, where they saw Yoshi. 

Or what looked like Yoshi. His facial features were similar, but what was in front of them 
was…not what they were accustomed to. It looked like an eighteen year old Asian 
woman, who was more than well endowed. Nadia and Terra looked at each other 
bewildered. "We have to see him," Nadia said.

"S-uh, he's under heavy sedation, we've begun an IV, blood transfusion, and sedation, 
but he should be conscious for a few more moments. You'll have to change of course," 
Major Hicks said, waving towards a changing room.

Two doctors covered in medical garb marveled at the woman in front of them. With no 
stitching whatsoever, the wounds had closed themselves. Not only that, but his internal 
organs seemed to be healing without help. The medical scanners showed a miracle far 
beyond even their wildest dreams. Even the wounds themselves were being healed. They 
turned as two strangers entered. 

"Yoshi, can you hear me? It's Nadia." Nadia said. "Me and Terra are out, we made it out. 
You're gonna be okay, you just have to take it easy."

"Hey Nadia, can I get one of those chairs that beeps once when I say yes, and twice when 
I say no?" Yoshi asked. Yoshi made a quizzical face before saying "What's with my 
voice?"

"That's going to take a long time to explain Yoshi," Nadia said. "Do you know what 
happened to Tom or Kyle?"

"Nope, Tom sent me, take care of the labs. Said he's going to check things out." Yoshi 
said, struggling to make any kind of sense. His eyes peered down, looking at his two 
breasts. Raising his hands, he grabbed them eagerly, roughly fondling himself. He 
laughed for a second before saying "What's all this then?" as his hands reached down, 
grabbing his rotund rear end before going between his legs "He he, I'm a futanari now? 
So this is heaven…" he trailed off, turning his head to his side.

"Let him rest," Nadia said. "We should get sleep too. The general will be here in the 
morning, and it's already…four am."


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