Alex was really starting to hate Mars.

At first, everything had seemed fine as Sophie, Dr. Gina, and himself had brought their ship, the Intrepid, into land on the planet; indeed, everything had been hunky-dory right up until their rocket got blasted out of the sky by the hostile locals.

Fortunately, Gina had had the foresight to create a device, the Resurrectron, capable of returning the dead to life from practically nothing as long as it had power.

Unfortunately, the device had been damaged terribly in the crash; it would still continue to function indefinitely, but whatever would have allowed the device to resurrect him as a him had been pulverized beyond any hope of repair. In short, Alex had been a she since setting foot on Mars.

And it was really starting to get to her; not surprising, considering that the planets culture was effectively a pornographic, depraved extract ripped straight out of pulp sci-fi. Alex had quickly lost count of the number of times she had been fucked silly by bizarre looking humanoids, a fact all the more grating given the tendency for her to end up squirming in somethings belly in the aftermath.

Only to be returned to life and have the process begin again.

Mars sucked. Big time.

For example, Mars really sucked when you were being pursued by a tribe of rapacious, ridiculously over-endowed dickgirls through the immense Martian deserts, hungry for the chance to ravage your nubile young body before feeding you to one of their pack animals.

It might have been coincidental, then, that Alex was hurrying through the immense Martian deserts as if she were being pursued by a tribe of rapacious, ridiculously over-endowed dickgirls, hungry for the chance to to ravage her nubile young body before feeding her to one of their pack animals. But probably not.

Cresting an immense dune, the once-man almost paused momentarily, as she caught sight of a huge temple-like structure on the horizon...

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