Taylor's Journey through Space

Chapter 3

Something wasn't right. Taylor stared into the microscope, advancing it further to get a birds-eye view into the pollination she had forced on one of the plants. It was amazing. The little microorganisms were screwing themselves silly. And it wasn't just in the plants. She had tracked the pollen-like organism through the water, fruits, and the air around them too. The planet was one big biological orgy in progress.

She shook her head in confusion. These readings hadn't been present while the mission was being prepped. She knew it wasn't. She, herself, had tested the samples the unmanned bots had brought back. This was something new. Something which must've started only a few months ago

She took a deep breath as she straightened, staring down at the small array of plants she had arranged around the table. She had run tests until she was blue in the face, had worked tirelessly to figure it out, and she was damned if she could. Of course, the heat building in the air around her wasn't helping.

Mike and Ivan were working around the camp in only their uniform pants, sweat soaking on their bodies as the heat continued to build. It was like this every afternoon. The temperature readings never changed, but the humidity shot up to nearly intolerable levels.

She had ditched her shirt hours ago, just as the men had, leaving her clad in the small, damp undershirt. It clung to her breasts, drawing attention to the hard nipples poking against the cloth. And Ivan had noticed. When he came to the tent earlier to bring in more samples, his grey eyes had gone immediately to the hard little points.

Taylor pushed back the fringe of sweat-dampened hair that escaped her ponytail and tucked her glasses more firmly on her nose as she thought. The planet was growing at a very rapid rate, oxygen, cloud cover, vegetation and amazingly enough, small insects too. There had been no sign of any insects or animals when the previous unmanned samples had been taken. But there was no sign of any chemical influence at work. No supernatural aphrodisiac, nothing except the fact that it seemed to be at its height during the sweltering heat of midday. The process then seemed to cool as evening and night descended. The next morning, the growth rate could be noted. Not a lot of growth, but more than normal.

Taylor was starting to fear that it affected more than the plant life. She noticed her own arousal peaking at midday, then seeming to settle down until she drifted into sleep. As her mind relaxed, it appeared her body was becoming more active.

More than once she had awakened herself, her fingers desperately searching along Ivan's body, searching for the source of satisfaction she knew could be found between his thighs. At the same time, she would find herself relishing the head of Mike behind her, longing to have him touch her, rubbing against him as her arousal built. She was growing so desperately heated in her sleep, with her dreams spurring her on, that she knew the men's control was going to snap soon.

"Ivan." She called out to him as he and Mike stared into the guts of the communications equipment. He shot her a questioning look. "Could you come in here a minute?"

He frowned before rising to his feet and moving with long, powerful strides to the tent. Dark muscles gleamed with a moist sheen, rippling in movement. Her cunt rippled in response.

"What's wrong, doctor?" His gaze flickered to her swollen breasts then back to her eyes.

Taylor drew in a deep breath, feeling her face flush. "We might have a problem."