Claire grunted as the morning sun passed by her, the yacht she was resting on board turning a heavy turn as it chased a signal. Considering the time and movement, her companion had already awoken, and already began searching for any possible wrecks below the surface. Deciding to take it easy, Claire went to the adjacent bathroom to wash up properly before checking with her companion. Looking at her body in the mirror, she grimaces a bit, wishing she looked more like her. Sure, her long golden hair and piercing blue eyes are quite beautiful, but her body was small and petite. With a barely noticeable bust and short stature, she looks more like a child despite being in her twenties. With a sigh after washing up, she slaps herself to smile, not wanting to let her issues with her body dampen her day. With herself now dressed up in a simple sundress, she leaves her quarters for the main deck, to check in with the captain of the ship.
 
 
After a few minutes of walking through the ship, and checking on various equipment, she arrives at the bridge, and finds her companion, Xera, steering the ship. Dressed in a simple tank top and tight exercise shorts, with the sun glistening off her tanned, well toned and water covered body, clearly having just finished rinsing herself off after her usual morning workout moments before piloting the ship. Claire couldn’t help herself from ogling at Xera’s chiseled abs, and hefty breasts, and Xera herself gave her a cheeky grin as she noticed the looks.
 
 
Xera is a child soldier of sorts, born as a child of a shady group, she and all those of that family line are trained from young to be lifetime bodyguards once they come of age and prove their competency in various fields, from weapon handling, combat tactics to more mundane subjects like geography, history, maths and etiquette. All skills focused around ensuring that their charge won’t perish so long as they are alive, as well as acting as their mentor for political life. Despite her hard and icy exterior when in public, she is very affectionate and playful towards her charge, easily recognising the signs of approval from her actions, though such tricks are saved only when they are sure to be alone.
 
 
Xera was hired by Claire’s father when Claire was only 5 years old, acting as a caretaker as her parents are too busy with their own ventures to take care of their only child. Even when Claire was revealed to be a prodigy and surprisingly sharp witted, able to maneuver the dastardly world of business and stocks to make a name for herself, her parents barely batted an eye, focusing on their own achievements than that of their daughter. When Claire’s parents perished in an unfortunate plane crash, Claire went into hiding, selling all of the family estate and making her own home, with Xera by her side. Ever since then, their relationship only deepend, from a bodyguard and her charge, to substitute parental figure, and finally lovers, one Xera’s own family would disapprove of dearly should they know.
 
 
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After recovering from her ogling, Claire asks her companion. “So, did you find anything?”
 
 
“Ya, the new sensors picked up something, very deep under water. Considering it is all one solid reading, it might not even be damaged, but just sunk deliberately.” Xera replies.
 
 
“Well, I’ll go and prep the dive gear, then confirm our findings after breakfast before heading out.”
 
 
With a nod from Xera, Claire goes and ensures their deep dive gear are all set properly and the repressurization chamber is ready to be deployed, before going to prepare a simple meal of eggs, bacon and toast for the two of them. Once they arrive over the detected point of interest, Xera drops the anchor, and goes to do her own check, making sure the automated turrets, alarms and sensors are all set up, should someone try and hijack the ship while they are gone, before joining Claire for breakfast.
 
 
After eating their meal, Claire and Xera examine the scans, finding it curious that the metal structure seems to be hollow within and buried by the rock. Taking that into account, Xera prepares additional equipment while Claire does final checks on their diving gear. Taking out a special watertight gun case, she opens it to ensure the condition of the contained firearm. She did a few tests with the firearm, racking a round and clearing the chamber before testing the smoothness of the trigger of the empty gun. Once that was done, she checked the ammunition, 3 15 round magazines, 2 loaded with recently developed armor piercing 9mm rounds, while the final magazine was loaded with hollow point. Clearly she was more equipped for engagements against armored targets, worried terrorists would attempt to assault them while they were exploring the cave. She also makes sure she has her flashlight attachment in working condition, before closing and sealing the case. Finally, she checked her speargun, to be equipped while they are underwater, and be left with the other heavy dive gear when they reach the cave system detected.
 
 
With the on land equipment prepared, she brought the case along with her as she went to get suited up, wearing a special, dark blue drysuit with an inlay of kevlar. It is better than nothing in a firefight, but won’t provide much protection against bigger guns. Now suited up, Xera moves to wear the rest of her equipment, the respirator and tank, as well as a big diving knife and heavy diving torch. Then she attaches the case to the side of her tank, ensuring it doesn’t cause any hindrance in movement. When she is finally finished suiting up, she meets with Claire, who was already waiting for her by the side of the boat, dressed in a cute pink drysuit. “Ready to go~?” Claire asks excitedly, eager to get going as she fiddles with the air quality detector, something for the cave system later.
 
 
With a grin and a nod, Xera and Claire disembark from the ship, splashing into the water and begin swimming down towards where they detected the mysterious cave.
 
 
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After around 30 minutes of searching, they soon spotted the cave, and immediately they felt something was off. The cave was clearly constructed, with flush flat walls and clear signs of cutting. Swimming deeper, they soon come across the proper cave, and after confirming the air quality inside is breathable for extended periods, they remove their bulky air tank. Claire explores ahead as Xera unloads her additional equipment, taking the pistol out of the case, loading a magazine of armor piercing rounds and racks the slide, making sure it is loaded and the safety is on before keeping putting other 2 magazines on their proper holders on her dry suit, then following after Claire.
Claire meanwhile was excited at the find. The carved out cave soon opened out into a strange structure, lined with metal walls and exposed cables of unknown make and material. There seems to be a door of sorts on one end of the cave judging by the shape and the scans showing the cave being much bigger, sealed up tight with no visible way of opening it. She didn’t want to move forward without Xera by her side so she decided to spend her time examining the glowing markings etched onto the walls around the small cave. As she was feeling around the runes close to the “door”, she hears Xera common up behind her, turning around as she accidentally puts pressure on the rune.
 
 
Xera, now fully equipped for cave exploration, holds her pistol down as she approaches Claire, her eyes widening at the clearly alien construction around them.
“Look at all this, Xera! We made the discovery of a lifetime!” Claire calls out excitedly, as she grins at her companion.
Xera, meanwhile, had a look of horror, as the door behind Claire opened up, revealing some kind of floating construct, with 6 thin arms and a big core covered in glowing runes akin to the markings on the walls. “Claire! GET DOWN!” Xera cries out, aiming her gun at the construct, but not firing as Claire was in the way. Claire ducks down, but before she could move, the construct grabs her, examining her with its core, before floating off with its prize. Claire’s panicked and alarmed cries for help echoed as she was moved deeper into the structure, before the sound of a distant door slamming shut silenced it.
 
 
Xera wanted to chase after, but she had her own issues to deal with, as more of those constructs appeared, clearly aiming to capture her as well. However, without anything blocking her shot, a single shot right into the core dropped the construct, the armor piercing round ripping a clean hole right through the delicate inner working of the constructs. Her problems were only beginning however, as with the destruction of the first construct, the door out slams shut behind her, and an alarm begins blaring through the facility. Xera paid it no mind, however, and moved deeper into the facility, swearing to get Claire back if it is the last thing she does….
 
 
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Claire struggled against the tight grip of the construct as she was brought through some kind of transport pipe, her throat sore from screaming. With little else she can do, she looks around, but can’t see anything anyway. Soon, she is finally out, the pipe exiting to some kind of lab filled with open pods. The construct touches one of the panels next to a pod with one of its lower hands, seemingly connecting to it for a moment. Claire then sees a picture of her appear on the pod, of her fearful and surprised face moments before the construct grabbed her. Her mind is already worried it is used as some kind of label, showing off the subject of the pod before whatever will happen. Her fears are soon founded as she is placed into the pod, the arms within grabbing her limbs and neck, pulling her into the seat of the pod as the pod’s lid closes and latches with an audible click.
 
 
Now sealed in the pod, she could do nothing but await her fate, unknown runes appearing on the inside of the pod. She then feels a sharp pain on the base of her skull as something is stabbed into her, a strange warm liquid being injected into her body from the insertion. Claire cries out in pain as she feels more and more fluid being pumped into her body, sending a strange tingle through her body as whatever it is spreads into her. “At least I’m not dead…” Is what Claire thinks as she feels the fluid fill her more and more, making her feel strange and bloated. The filling continued more and more, as Claire’s body changed thanks to the mutagen soup being pumped into her, her skin turning a dark blue with light blue highlights, as well as her head and face elongating, making her have more of a snout. She then feels herself starting to feel empty as her internal organs begin melting and fusing with the rest of her body, which had turned from fleshy to a more rubbery texture.
 
 
Claire, meanwhile, was awash with pleasure, moaning as her body continued to change, more and more. Her new, shark-like tail wags happily from the pleasure, her brand new sharp teeth gnashing in her maw each time her mouth closes. Her chest also looks much more womanly, with hefty breasts that are still rivaled by Xera’s. She had also grown taller, the added mass pumped into her body allowing her to become bigger. Her body felt like molten latex as she reached to feel herself, surprised that she could easily squeeze her way out of her restraints, but still unable to exit the tightly locked pod. Before she could explore her new body, however, there is another spike of pain as information is shoved directly into her mind, causing her to cry out in alarm and pain.
 
 
Language she didn’t know of gets implanted into her mind, forcefully teaching her the strange language that is all around the ruins. Then, a compiled instruction manual of sorts, detailing how to use her new form, her role, and unique abilities, all gets implanted into her mind. Then finally, the orders of some master, the distant overseer of the facility, gets injected into her mind, trying to override her own will, ordering her to capture other subjects and turn them into more drones for the eventual . Claire struggles against the mental torment, reinforcing herself against the attempt at making her into a mindless drone, when suddenly she hears a number of loud bangs, and the pressure going silent. Panting as she recovers from the mental strain, Claire relaxes, her eyes getting droopy and her body getting weak, before falling asleep as the pod opens.
 
 
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Xera fought her way through the facility, with only 6 shots left of her armor piercing rounds. Thankfully due to her combat training, the constructs posed no threat to her, but even with a single shot being able to take one down, she had to get through a big number to get where she is, the final door that she hasn’t explored in the facility .She is annoyed at how long it took, as it had already been easily 4 hours since Claire’s kidnapping, but if anything, she would avenge Claire if she found her corpse. After taking a breath to steel herself, she presses the button to open the door, and is greeted by the sight of a construct overlooking a console. Xera’s attention was more drawn to the pod beside the construct, Claire’s horrified face plastered on the pod’s lid. Not taking a moment more, she forest at the construct’s core, dropping it like a stack of bricks, then seeing the computer still doing something, unloaded a round into the computer, then shot two shots into the cables attaching the pod to whatever mysterious machinery is behind the walls.
 
 
With the room now clear and the pod disabled, Xera rushes to the pod, examining it and finding the latches keeping it shut. Using her diving knife, she puts leverage on the latches, till they begin to crack. She then did the same to the latch on the other side, and the pod hisses open. Xera instinctively catches the body that flops out, but her eyes widen as she finds not Claire, but some strange, skin suit, looking like some erotic shark girl. If not for the visible movements in the suit’s chest to match its breathing, she would really think that it is just a suit. Since Claire’s picture was on the pod, Xera wondered if they did some kind of experiment on her lady, turning her into this, but doesn’t want to take any chances if there are more to explore of the facility. After gently placing the creature’s head on the ground, Xera explores the room some more, finding little else she can do, no way to go any deeper. With that settled for her, Xera sighs, sitting beside the sleeping creature, exhausted and forlorn, her mistress nowhere to be found, and the only possible clue lying in the slumbering creature.
 
 
Xera jolts awake as she hears movement, the creature shifting as it wakes up. Quickly getting up, she aims her gun at the creature as its eyes open to see her. “X-xera…. Y-you came for me…” Claire mutters, and the bodyguard gasps at her words, flicking the safety on before putting her gun to the side, rushing to help Claire up.
“W-what happened to you, Claire?” Xera asks, concerned, looking her body over with more detail.
“T-they wanted to make m-me into a drone… designed to capture other humans to increase their army… B-but… you saved me, didn’t you? I think I heard gunshots almost as I was almost at my breaking point…” Claire coos, nuzzling against Xera’s chest as she mentally sorts through all the extra mental baggage shoved into her skull.
“Are you feeling ok? You look… massively different.”
“I’m good… just tired… but this new body… it will be quite fun to play with~” Claire grins, as she lifts her hand and shifts it into a rather erotic tentacle, and gets an annoyed slap from Xera in response.
“Gods, I was so worried about you, and all you can think about is lewds?” Xera grumbles, blushing hard as Claire giggles at her bodyguard’s reaction. Xera is relieved however, that her mistress is still the same after all she has been through.
 
 
After a few minutes, Claire recovers enough to properly move, and much to Xera’s blushing, begins exploring herself. Using her fingers, she gently rubs her abdomen, feeling a slit open and revealing her gently glowing insides. With a bit of focus, she can move the goo within her body, making tendrils that wiggle around, a single touch sending shivers of pleasure down her now non existent spine. With her insides explored, she then explores the rest of her body, groping her much bigger breasts, then reaching to feel her slit, giggling as she feels pleasure to it all the same. With her experimentation done, she then tries to stand, Xera rushing to her side to help her up. She uses the reflective surface of the other pods to examine herself properly, a grin on her face at what she sees.
 
 
The view was obviously warped by the curve of the pod, but she sees a big shark woman, slightly taller than Xera who is by her side. Her drysuit was gone, likely melted and fused with her body like the rest of her gear, and allowing her to see her nude body. Opening her maw, she is surprised at the rows and rows of sharp teeth, as well as the gentle glow of her insides past her deep blue throat. Her body, including her tail, looks quite strong despite how hollow she feels, a small urge to have it filled up poking at the back of her mind. She shakes the idea from her head, at least for now. There are other features of her body she wishes to try, but doesn’t want to freak Xera out more than she already is, for she needs a second person to be within her for such a task.. With her self examination complete, she then turns to Xera, giggling at the now lack of height difference.
“So, how do I look~? “ Claire asks, a cheeky grin on her face.
“Y-you look interesting, mistress. But I think we spent enough time here. Shall we head back?”
“Sure, though the facility is on lockdown now…. But I should know the way out of here. We can’t go back the way we came from though, so… um… we might have an issue later.”
 
 
“What kind of issue?” Xera asks, wanting to make sure nothing wrong happens in their escape.
“Well, the exit is still miles under water, unless you can hold your breath that long… you are dead here… My new body allows me to breathe underwater.” Claire informs, grinning as she notices the drop in Xera’s expression. “But, I have other abilities, you just have to trust me, ok~?”
“What other abilities, and stop it with that teasing tone. Are you having lewd thoughts while my life is on the line?” Xera protests, blushing as she knows that tone, one Claire always used when they were having fun in the bed with each other.
“Well, it is rather intimate, but you saw how I can open up right. I can have you inside me, and be your oxygen supply, letting both of us get out of here together.” Claire explains, giggling at the heavy blush that appears on Xera’s face as she thinks on the idea.
“H-hey, for all I know, you are just saying that to mess with me. Let’s find a way out first, then if it comes to it…” Xera says, storming off as Claire giggles, following after her, still experimenting with her insides as she walks.
 
 
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Soon, they arrive at where they were separated before. The alarm had been shut off after Claire had enough of the sounds, her new knowledge of the alien language allowing her to quickly find the shut off switch and silence it. However, she still needed administrator privileges to remove the lockdown, and because of that, the way to their diving equipment was barred off by a big, heavy metal door. “Are you sure you can’t open this door?” Xera asks, already blushing as her mind constantly circles back to Claire’s proposal.
“Yup, it says right here.” Claire informs with a sigh, pointing at the runes, a bit annoyed that Xera is distrusting her so much. Though, it is not like Xera can read it anyway.
With a sigh, Xera finally accepts her fate. “Ok then, so where is this secondary exit?” Xera asks, letting Claire lead the way. At least she destroyed all the drones by now.
“Sure, this way~” Claire chuckles, leading Xera to an upper floor of the facility. Xera had cleared that area in her search already, but unlike the other solid doors, this one had windows, showing the ocean on the other side.
 
 
“So, this is the exit…?” Xera asks, nervously.
“Yup, no other way out except through the ocean.” Claire grins. “Come on, it will be perfectly safe, trust me~”
“Ok… let’s just get this over and done with…” Xera sighs, shaking her head with a small chuckle as she notices Claire so eager to have her inside, already opening her chest and showing off her inside.
“Get out of the suit first, I think it would be better if you didn’t have any clothes blocking the connection.” Claire coos, and she giggles as Xera begins stripping out her drysuit. Once fully nude, Xera folds the pistol into her suit and gets surprised when Claire grabs the bundle and gulps it down. “I’ll keep it safe, don’t worry~.” She adds, before opening herself up once more, showing no sign of the gun or suit.
 
 
With Claire open, Xera sighs and reaches in, feeling the living suit’s soft and warm inside. Claire moans as she feels Xera massage her insides, resisting the urge to grab and pull Xera into herself, letting her companion take it at her own pace. With the reaction, Xera blushes hard, and pulls back. “I can’t really wear you standing up, c-can you sit down?” She asks
 
 
“Heh, sure~” Claire coos, sitting down on the floor and resisting the urge to slap Xera’s ass as her companion turns her rear to her. She moves her insides to help support Xera’s butt as she sits down onto her, pulling her gently in as Xera pulls her legs back to slide into Claire’s legs, feeling the warm goo hug her limbs tightly. To be honest with herself, the warm goo felt very good on her bare skin, a strange sensation going through her as she wiggled her toes, Claire’s toes copying her movements like the suit she is. With her lower body in, she now works on wearing Claire’s top half, laying back into the open cavity. Clare opens her head in half as well, allowing Xera to easily slide her head into her empty cavity, enjoying the feeling of being full of her lover. With Xera now fully inside, the suit closes up, sealing the bodyguard within. Claire hugs herself, as she begins working to properly protect Xera within, a playful glint in her eyes as she does.
 
 
Xera could see nothing but the warm glow around her, feeling her limbs move against her will, but is surprised she can’t really put any force against Claire’s will. “S-so good~. You feel amazing inside me, my love~” Claire coos. “Now, I know you can’t speak or move… but I need to do something to make sure you can breathe~” At her warning, Xera feels something press into her mouth, coating her insides and painlessly entering her lungs. “There, now I can feed you oxygen directly… and if I do this…” Claire continues, pushing her goo into Xera’s eyes, coating them, and using the connection to allow Xera to see what Claire sees. “Now, let’s get out of here~”
 
 
With her companion now safely tucked away inside her, Claire moves to the door, hitting the airlock and letting the door close behind her, the chamber filling up with water. She can feel Xera’s panic rising, but she was completely calm, resisting the urge to violate Xera any more than she already did… at least not till they are safely out of the alien base. Xear meanwhile is blushing hard in her fleshy prison, feeling the warm calming flesh caressing her nude body. Just the thought that her lover is the suit she is wearing makes her heart beat faster.
 
 
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The trip was thankfully quite short, and Claire let's Xera out in the repressurisation chamber, letting her body recover from the deep dive, and since her new body isn’t affected by depressurisation sickness, Claire dive back down, going to recover their lost gear, and enjoying herself in the deep blue, testing the limits of her new body. Xera couldn’t stop blushing even as she rested in the repressurisation chamber, thinking about what to do next. There is no way Claire can be reintroduced to society with her new form, unless they say she just wears a suit at all times, which isn’t too far from the truth.
 
 
 
 
Soon, Claire returns, calling out from outside the chamber to inform Xera that she is putting the equipment out to be cleaned of salt. With that done, Claire then decides to test the limits of her body, squeezing into the still pressurized repressurisation chamber, spooking a bored Xera with her touch.
 
 
“So, want to do something while we wait inside here~?” Claire coos, opening herself for Xera to look into her eager mass.
 
 
“Y-you want me back in there… don’t you?” Xera asks with a blush, unable to take her eyes off the squirming tendrils within her companion’s open chest.
 
 
“Yup, I want to have you squirming in pleasure in me, my love~” Claire coos, a big toothy grin on her face. “But I also want to try and bring you in myself, if that is ok~?”
 
 
Xera looks down at Claire’s words, wondering what Claire means by bringing her in herself. Deciding to trust Claire, Xera then nods. “S-sure, let’s see what you can do~”
 
 
With Xera’s approval, Claire hugs Xera, her fleshy body melting in the bodyguard’s hands and coating her body. “Mmm… I am going to ravage you, my adorable guard~” Claire coos, as more and more of her body coats Xera’s form, her tendrils eagerly massaging her body. Xera could barely contain a moan as the flesh massaged her body all over, her vision soon being obscured as Claire fully engulfs Xera. Claire then sits on the ground, spreading her legs to massage her own slit, her tendrils rubbing Xera’s breasts and pussy as she does, the two moaning in unison as their pleasure builds.
 
 
Then, to make Xera cry out even more, Claire slides her tendrils into Xera, finally being able to penetrate her lover properly, feeling the inside of her pussy and following her instincts. The flesh latches on to Xera’s nerves as it moves deeper and deeper, filling her womb with the invasive flesh. Meanwhile, a similar thing is happening to Xera’s ass and mouth, flesh pumping into the bodyguard’s body and filling her up more and more. Xera cums and cums as her body continues to be invaded and explored by her lover, the faint thought of her lover learning everything about her body making the pleasure even sweeter.
 
 
Eventually, Claire had her fun, sitting in a pool of her own love fluids, her lover still squirming tightly in her body and the repressurisation process completed. “Mmm, you taste so good, my love~. I hope you enjoy yourself in me~” Claire coos, giggling as she gets a muffled moan of approval from her lover inside. Standing up, Claire stretches, going up to the bridge, and using the link to her lover, quickly learns how to pilot the ship, making their way to the mainland. As nice and full Xera makes her, however, she knows such a state is not fitting for her lover, and is already cooking up plans to properly cuddle with her lover, and perhaps bring more into her fold.
 
 
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