Lunar Cargo

"Ya know, this day has been anything but normal," the female rat thought to herself as she shifted her body around in the small shuttle's cockpit, "but then again, normal is never this fun." She punched a few buttons on the shuttle's console and it lifted off and began its journey back to New Attica. It would be a few hours and she walked back to the slightly larger cargo area and laid down on the cool metal floor. She looked down her body admiring, as she often did, her large, prosthetic body which extended from her normal, trim waist. For being a fake, $100,000 made sure it looked real enough to fool anyone not wielding a metal detector. The ironically named "s-taur-age" prosthetic was, in fact, a large taur body that attached to the host's spinal nerve endings and extended the brain's control down to the 4 new mechanical legs and tail all custom built around the host. The synthetic fur and flesh was damn near perfect, too, covering all the mechanisms and compartments that could be filled. Her own white fur blended perfectly with the fake, even her own eyes couldn't tell the difference anymore. It had definitely been worth the hefty price. The rat closed her blue eyes behind her visor letting the memories of the last several hours replay in her head.

"Dee? Do you read me?" A masculine voice asked over the crackling radio. "Yeah, I hear ya, Robert. What's up?" A female voice responded from a space suit as she dragged a large chunk of an old satellite towards her shuttle. "You're not gonna like this, but I want you to leave all that debris and get back in your shuttle," Robert said sounding as if he were bracing for the reply he knew was coming. "What?!" Dee practically yelled back, stopping her suit before replying, "I just chased down this stupid thing and you want me to leave it?" Robert sighed over the radio, "Yes, Dee, you can come back for it, but right now you've got a more important mission." "Fine, give me a second," she said kicking off the junked satellite and gliding into the cargo bay of her shuttle. She pressed a button on her suit and the magnetic soles of her feet brought her down to connect with the smooth metal floor. She trotted over and pressed a button on the panel beside the door as it closed shut; air whooshing around her as the shuttle re-pressurized. Once the green light turned on, signaling there was air, Dee pressed a few keys on her suit as the clear membrane retracted from around her head and then slid down her body until it disappeared behind her back; sliding back into place, hidden from view in her prosthetic taur body. She walked towards the front of the shuttle and pressed a button activating the shuttle's radio.

"Alright, Robert, I'm back in the shuttle, what's so important that you've got to pull me from..." She was cut off by Robert, "There's a damaged shuttle about to crash onto the moon and we want to you go on a search and rescue. There are 4 lunar miners on board. They sent a distress call out, but you're the closest ship to them. It would take too long for a rescue ship to arrive from New Attica and the other miners on the surface won't reach them before they die." Dee listened for a moment shocked by the news and realization that people might die. Then with a flurry of movement her paws raced over the shuttle's controls plotting a course for the moon. "I'm on my way, Robert. I'll radio when I've found them," she said as the ship's thrusters turned the ship towards the big grey orb in the distance and the main thrusters fired. 

Thirty minutes later the shuttle was in a lunar orbit around the moon and she began scanning for the other shuttle. "Come on...where are you!?" she thought as her eyes darted over the scanner's readings before she heard a loud beep indicating the shuttle had been found. It was much lower than she thought it would be. All Dee could do was watch as the shuttle plummeted towards the moon's surface. On her monitor she watched it fall straight into one of the small craters. She couldn't land in there. The area was too small. "I'll have to hoof it in to them," she thought getting the ship into position to land near the crater where the other had wrecked. She knew that if she didn't act fast they would die. If they hadn't died in the crash and had on emergency suits that hadn't been punctured they would only have about 20 minutes of oxygen. 

She landed her shuttle in a matter of minutes and then started searching the shuttle for extra air and then realized that all her supplies weren't on board! She had traded shuttles for the day because her's needed maintenance. "Shit! What a day to be caught unprepared!" she said slamming her fist against the metal hull, "Think, Dee, think! Those people need something to breathe in... Wait! I got it!" She then entered the keys to activate her own space suit as the membrane slid over her body. She opened the cargo bay doors and stepped out onto the lunar soil before activating her personal jets which propelled her along the ground towards the crater. She saw chunks of the shuttle scattered all over the crater and began the descent into the darkness. The crater was on the dark side of the moon, but luckily Dee's visor had a built in system which allowed her to see perfectly.

Luckily, Dee found the main section of the miner's shuttle mostly intact. Sparks flew all around inside but the main power was dead so the interior was as dark as the crater. She pulled the shuttle's barely hanging door off and let it drift to the ground behind her as she slipped inside. She found one body and flipped it over only to find the mask was cracked and blood caked the inside. She shook her head to put it out of her mind and focused on the others. She found two suits in an intact corner of the ship huddled together. They were alive from what she could tell, but their oxygen was getting dangerously low. She looked around for the last member of the shuttle's crew and heard a soft hissing as she turned towards a collapsed part of the hull. She lifted it up to find another man in a suit, but his was punctured and he would be dead soon. 

Dee used her tail to drag the man out from under the slab of metal and got ready to implement her rescue plan. Her tail, already wrapped around the man's legs, guided them towards her rear. She was excited to try this, but at the same time was glad the shuttle was dark so the other two couldn't see what was happening. She didn't have time for them to panic. They needed air and her artificial womb was the only place for it right now! The injured man's feet bumped against her artificial lips, but every sensation reached Dee's mind and she let out an eager moan before pushing his feet inside, feeling her lips stretch around his form. She was glad she hadn't installed all of the component in her s-taur-age body or she wouldn't have enough room for her to attempt this. She knew she had to hurry, but enjoyed the feeling of his legs sliding deeper and deeper into her snatch. Before she knew it, he was up to his hips and she moved her tail to push against his shoulders popping his hips in as her lower belly began to bulge slightly. She gave another large push as the man slipped in to his chest. Dee's face burned red as she stifled her moans of pleasure, stuffing the unconscious man all the way inside her; her tail slipping back out of her folds dripping wet with how excited she was."Oooohhhh, I'm so glad I got the stretchy upgrade," she thought rubbing a hand over the bulge the man's body formed in her lower belly, "One down, two more to go."

Dee shifted around to where she had her rear facing the two. It looked like a man and woman; they were probably a couple. "It would be wrong to separate lovers, right?" she smirked; almost forgetting that this was a rescue mission for a moment. Dee curled her long tail around the two's legs, leading them in the same way as the man before. Since they were already holding each other it would only be a matter of stretching a bit more around their combined bodies before they would be safe inside her body. She bit her lip already anticipating how full they would make her. Again, she felt feet bump against her lips, this time she eased them in slowly, and enjoying the sensation their smooth, cold suits gave her warm, artificial folds. Once their feet found her womb they were already in up to their knees. 

Dee paused for a moment to catch her breath as she had been panting heavily. She readjusted her tail around their waists pulling them further into her receptive depths. When she had sucked in both their legs and reached their waists she knew it would more difficult, but she wanted them inside her too badly now! She curled her tail around their shoulders and pushed hard as their hips popped inside hers making her let out a loud moan of pleasure as the bulge in her lower stomach had grown inch by inch to the point where it looked like she was already 9 months pregnant. Her stretched vagina leaked lube over their bodies more and more as their unconscious squirming brought her nearer and nearer to orgasm. Her tail gave another strong push as she instinctively bucked back sucking the two in up to their chests. Dee was sweating now in her suit and her breathing growing rapid as she moaned under each breath. Her tail gave one last push as their shoulders slid past her folds. Her inner muscles pulled them deeper within her. Their helmets soon disappeared behind her nether lips which joined the rest of them inside her comfortable, warm, moist womb. Dee climaxed harder than she ever had before once she felt all three miners inside her womb. She collapsed onto the floor of the crashed shuttle riding out her multiple orgasms. Her rear was coated in her own juices, the rest floating around the wrecked ship a testament to how much she had enjoyed herself.

Her visor warned her that her own air would be running out soon and so she shakily got to her feet. Her now very bloated and distended lower belly almost touched the floor and bulged out whenever the 3 inside her shifted; which was good because it reassured her they were still alive. She maneuvered herself out of the wreckage, making herself laugh she mused about how that door was bigger when she entered. She used her jets to ascend the crater and float towards the shuttle. As she glided in, she whacked the cargo door control with her tail closing it behind her. The air rushed in and she activated the ship's artificial gravity, letting her feel the weight underneath her for the first time. She grunted at first getting used to it before letting out a low moan as she walked over to the ship's radio. She calmed herself and flicked it on, "Robert, it's Dee, do you read me?" "Loud and clear, Dee, did you save the miners?" Roberts' voice came back over the radio. "I managed to save three. They're low on oxygen, but recuperating. One is injured and will need medical attention upon arrival," Dee said as she rubbed a paw over her lower belly. "Understood. Great job, Dee! You are to bring them directly to New Attica for treatment and then come back to the station," Robert said. Dee could hear the relief in his voice and she smiled; he had always cared for her. "I'm on my way, Robert. I'll let you know when I've docked at New Attica." She flicked off her radio and looked fondly at her belly full of passengers, "Won't this be a fun trip." She smiled and pattered her stomach feeling them shift within.