(Inspired by Seduced On The Bridge by Little White Mouse)
Tandy and Sue were on the bridge. They sat on the floor, rubbing their round, pregnant bellies. The creatures had separated the girls, dissolving the bonding mucus. The crustazoids retreated into the air ducts, leaving the girls alone together.
"I never thought I'd get knocked up like this," Sue said, running her hands over her stomach.
"I never thought a lot of things before this happened," said Tandy.
"Can you stand?"
"I think so."
The girls helped each other to their feet. The constant massage by the crustazoids had kept the girls' limbs functional, but standing was still difficult. The moist floor complicated matters. Tandy and Sue staggered to the bulkhead and leaned against the consoles. They examined each other; both were shiny with sweat from the humidity.
"You've got some bush on you," Tandy remarked. Sue's formerly bald pussy had grown a dusting of honey blonde hair.
"You've grown thicker yourself," Sue replied. Tandy's short cut had grown into a dark brown muff.
"Our thing must have gone on awhile," Tandy said.
"So what now?" Sue asked.
"We wait I guess. We can't leave, not with those things running loose; and in our condition, I think it's safer to stay."
Sue rubbed her belly. "Yeah, it feels safe her. I'm just wondering if those 'shrimp' are coming back."
"I think so. They knocked us up, they won't be gone long."
"Yeah. God, that was weird! I never had an experience like that before," Sue remarked.
"I don't think anyone has," Tandy replied.
The girls stood for awhile, listening to the faint hum of the console. Tandy moved close and began to stroke Sue's belly. Sue reciprocated, running her hands along Tandy's hips.
"You think, when this is over, we can try to find out who built this ship so we can go home?" Sue asked.
"How? We can't read the language, don't know a thing about computers, and the people who built this thing are probably not human. They might be just as bad as the things running around the ship, or worse. I think it's better to wait."
Sue was silent for a moment "Well, if we have to stay here, I have an idea how we can pass the time," she said, brushing a strand of hair from Tandy's face.
Now, where was 4782 during all this? The A.I. was in self diagnostic meditation. The ship's self repair systems weren't working as fast or efficiently as hoped (someone, somewhere had cut corners).
The A.I. scanned the bridge occasionally, to monitor the xenos, but it became increasingly difficult as the humidity began to affect the monitors. The development was most inconvenient.
The A.I. wished it could remember what to do. The last scan showed that the xeno primates' physical characteristics had altered somewhat. *Interesting* 4782 thought, *I must meditate on this.*
Tandy and Sue passed the time by fully exploring Sue's idea. The crustazoids returned, occasionally, to feed, clean, and groom the girls. Most of the time, Tandy and Sue were left to their own devices.
The girls' bellies and breasts grew large and round. Their melon topped torsos were tender. The girls didn't mind; it enhanced the lovemaking.
"What's that?" Sue asked. Tandy and Sue were pressed together, bellies and boobs mashed tit to tit, rubbing their bodies against each other. White cream welled up between the cracks where their breasts met.