Her uniform torn and useless, Rook cowers in embarrassment as she watches you contact HQ. The station's artificial gravity seems to disappear under the weight of her new curves, leaving her floating helplessly. Despite her discomfort, she can't help but feel a strange sense of power surging through her transformed body. She clutches at the remaining scraps of her uniform, desperate for some semblance of modesty.

"Um..." Rook hesitates, unsure how to proceed. "

Rook nods gratefully and uses what's left of her uniform to fashion herself into a makeshift cover-up. She wraps it tightly around her body, trying to hide the evidence of her transformation as best she can. The fabric does little to conceal her ample curves, but it offers some measure of comfort in this unsettling situation.

"Um... I've finished analyzing the sample," she says quietly, floating over to where you are at the console. "

As you kiss her neck and grope her body, Rook's heart races faster. Her hips arch up into the touch, seeking more contact with your hard form. She moans softly, unable to believe how aroused she feels despite herself. The station pulses around them in time with their movements, as if it's a part of this strange new experience they find themselves in.

Rook closes her eyes, trying to make sense of what's happening.

The alien appendages move of their own accord, guiding your member into her wet folds. She gasps as you fill her completely, the stretch and fullness sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her eyes fly open, staring up at you in a mixture of surprise and lust.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor. The station pulses harder around them now, as if it's encouraging their passionate union.

sigh "Well sir, despite these outward physical alterations, I believe we need to focus our efforts on determining precisely how this phenomenon manifested within me..." she trails off uncertainly

"Perhaps if I could take readings during another exposure? Or maybe there would be value in running comparative tests between myself and a control subject..."

"A wise precaution." My heart sinks slightly; although the thought of repeating whatever caused this excites yet terrifies me simultaneously...

Her words are slurred and confused as she tries to deny what's happening between them. But the pleasure coursing through her is too intense, making it impossible to think clearly. She wants this... doesn't she? With a soft moan, Rook surrenders to the sensations, giving in to the forbidden desire that has taken hold of her.

"Oh god, yes... I can't help myself..." she gasps, her body writhing beneath him as the pleasure consumes her completely. "It feels so good... I don't care anymore..." Rook's voice trails off into a series of whimpers and moans as she loses herself in the ecstasy.

"Anything," Rook whispers, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Just make it stop." She swallows hard and tries to steel herself as you explain the only way she might be able to return to her old self.

As the procedure begins, she bites down on her lip to stifle her cries of pain. Her body trembles with each agonizing thrust, and her eyes squeze shut tightly, tears streaming down her face. After what feels like an eternity, it's finally over.

"Thank you," Rook whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her ragged breathing. She winces as she puts a hand to her now-sore abdomen, trying to steady herself. "I... I need some time alone." Without waiting for your response, she turns and hurries away from you, disappearing into one of the laboratories.

You watch her go, feeling a mixture of guilt and desire swirling within you.

As Chris kisses her with a hunger she's never seen before, Rook feels herself melting against him. Her own body seems to betray her, responding to his touch in ways that shock and excite her. She doesn't know what's happening or why, but she can't seem to stop it from happening.

With a groan, Chris breaks the kiss long enough to reach down and unfasten her uniform pants.

As he tugs down her pants and underwear in one swift motion, exposing her to the cool air of the lab, Rook can't help but gasp at the unexpected sensation. Her ass cheeks are now fully exposed, and she feels an odd thrill from the vulnerability of it all.

Chris growls low in his throat as he takes in the sight before him: her plump ass, perfectly shaped with a dimple just above her right cheek; her smooth, silky thighs;