Helia's Outer Space Trek
By Wren

"Captain's Log...Star date...2001.10.29.718..."

"May I remind you Daylight Savings Time is over, Captain."

"Thank you, Spork, you anal sonovabitch."

"You're welcome, Captain."

"As I was saying, we are en route to rendezvous with the interplanetary 
liaison from Baloona and the water planet, Earth.  Our mission...Uh...What's 
our mission, Spork?"

"To take her on an interstellar joy ride, Captain."

"Hot diggity!  I love joy rides!  Beam her up, Snotty!"

"I'm givin' 'er all I got, Captain!"

"What?"

"She been here 'least an hour or so and she's right friendly!"

"What!  Enough of that, man!  Just beam her to the bridge already!"

"But I aint done showin' 'er me tool!"

"Now Mr. Snott!"

"Damn ye party pooper!"

There was a flickering of light and Helia suddenly appeared on deck hunched 
over with her skirt hiked up, her huge 44GG whoppers bouncing and jiggling 
as she grinds her butt against nothing in particular.

"Oh yeah! Work it Mr. Snott!"

"Ambassador Melonowski?"

Helia abruptly stood up and tugged her skirt down, looking around the room 
in embarrassment.  "You can just call me Helia.  Where the heck am I?"

The captain smiled and stood up, walking over to greet her with a firm pat 
on the bottom.  "You're on the starship Supersize, baby.  I'm Captain Flirt. 
  That freak with the permanent erection is science officer Spork."

Helia and Spork looked each other up and down and, cocked an eyebrow and 
said simultaneously, "Fascinating."

"Not really...He <cough...cough> comes from a race so geeky they 
<hack...wheeze> never get any so they all suffer from priapism."

Helia looked around in confusion.  "Who said that?"

"I did."  She looked down and found there was a really ugly old guy lying on 
the floor with his head between her feet, looking up her skirt.  He was 
wearing a miner's helmet with the light on.  Helia shrieked when she saw him 
and kicked him in the head.

"<hack...hack> Hee hee hee, I knew this helmet would come in handy!"

The captain explained, "That's Dr. Crabs, the ship's VD doctor."

"Ew! I'll pass on the handshake if you don't mind. Who are the rest of these 
people?"

Captain Flirt laughed, "Those are extras.  We send them down whenever an 
away mission means certain death, and then we get the hell out at maximum 
warp.  But enough of the introductions.  Do you know why you're here?"

"Um, no."

"She's here for a right good seein' ta, Captain, and I'm tha man to."

"Mr. Spork, turn off Snotty's comm."

"Aye, Captain."

"As I was saying, we're on our way to Baloona and Horatio thought you might 
like a ride.  You know, take the scenic route for once?"

Helia smiled brightly.  "That sounds like fun!"

"Excellent!  Extra!"

One of the nameless crewmembers stood up, "Yes, Captain?"

"Show Miss Melonowski to her quarters and get her a proper uniform."

"Aye, Captain!"

The extra led Helia to the turbolift and then down the long corridors to her 
spacious living quarters.  There he showed her how to use the Replicator to 
make herself a uniform.  The thing that came out was a bluish-gray one-piece 
unitard made of a thick stretchy cotton-like material.  It looked like it 
was made for a child.

"Uh...This looks a little too small."

"Go on, try it.  They're one size fits all."

Helia looked at it dubiously and went behind the dressing screen to put it 
on.  It was a tough stretch but after she slid her legs into it, she pulled 
it up easily and it fit snugly and comfortably.

"Wow, what is this thing made of?"

"It's an organic polymer, Miss Melonowski."

"Call me Helia.  Polymer?  I hope I'm not allergic to it like I am to latex 
and lycra," she thought out loud.  She felt an odd sensation all over, as if 
she was about the sneeze and then there was a sudden FWOOMP sound as her 
bosom rapidly swelled up 20 inches bigger to measure 60 inches around.

"Oops!  I spoke too soon!" she giggled, concentrating hard to keep her 
outfit from making her inflate out of control.

They both laughed and waited but nothing else happened so she appeared 
stable at the moment.

The extra led her back down the corridor to the turbolift and they waited 
patiently from floor to floor as other crewmembers got on and off the lift.  
At one floor she sneezed and lost concentration, letting her breasts balloon 
hugely, walloping the crewman standing in front of her and sending him 
flying out the door.

"Oops!  Sorry!"  She said as the doors swished shut.  Feeling around her 
chest to take stock at her situation, her huge boobs had ballooned another 
40 inches, her bust was now 100 inches around.  Her outfit was holding up 
amazingly, stretchy yet still snug.  She happened to glance down at the 
extra's pants and noticed he was appreciative of her figure.

"Goodness!  Are you a spork too?"

"You betcha!"

There was a considerable line outside the lift doors by the time the two 
exited looking sweaty and disheveled yet still wrinkle free in the amazing 
futuristic uniform.

The extra showed Helia all around the ship.  She saw the holodeck, the 
observation deck, the billiard deck, the pool deck, the backyard deck, 
shuffled a deck of cards, decked the halls for the holiday season and 
brought in the New Year with Deck Clark.

"How do you have time to explore the universe?  There's a party on every 
deck here."

The extra laughed, "Explore?  The Supersize is just a cruise ship!  All 
pleasure and no work.  Our goal, to boldly come where no man has come 
before!  That reminds me, I haven't shown you the bondage deck yet."

"Lovely," Helia replied, "Actually, after all this walking I'm starting to 
get kinda hungry."

The extra replied, "Ah!  I'm sorry, you must be famished.  Computer, take us 
to the mess hall," he said as they both stepped onto the turbolift.

Just then, the Captain announced over the intercom, "We are about to embark. 
  Prepare for jump to warp speed."

"She cannae take much more of this Captain!"

"Oh, Snotty!"

The Captain grumbled, "Snotty, you get those engines ready and tell Nurse 
Goodbody to report to my quarters for disciplinary action!"

Nurse Goodbody replied over the comm, "Ooo!  I'll bring the paddle!"

There was a loud humming sound as the ships engine's powered up.  It was an 
odd sensation for Helia as the ship began to accelerate faster than the 
speed of light.  The small space inside the lift began to distort, the door 
appearing to move farther away.  She was alarmed to see that her breasts 
seemed to be stretching with it, trying to reach the door.  Glancing back, 
the back wall of the lift seemed to be moving farther away and her bottom 
had started ballooning out to catch up with it.

She yelped in alarm as she felt her nipples and belly hit the door, her rear 
touch the back wall, and her hips touch the side walls, the small 
compartment seeming to be stretching into infinity and stretching her out 
along with it.

"Helia?  Helia?  Are you okay?"

Everything was spinning as her eyes came back into focus.  "What happened?"

"You blacked out for a second.  First warp jump, huh?"

"Yeah! That was trippy!"  She looked herself over, wondering if she really 
had ballooned to infinity for a moment.  Einstein would have a field day 
studying an infinite balloon woman, she mused.  Whatever had happened, she 
had definitely filled out some more.  Her breasts were twice the size they 
had been before the jump to warp and now she could feel that her tush had 
inflated some as well and her thighs were rubbing together somewhat.  Her 
200-inch breasts brushed the doorway of the lift as she and the extra 
stepped off onto the food deck.

Above the archway leading to the food deck was a huge pair of golden cattle 
horns and beneath them a sign that said, "McBeefy's".  The place was 
enormous, with dozens of tables and someone in a Milky McBeefy costume 
greeting people at the door.

"A McBeefy welcome to you all!"  The mascot squeezed one of her fake teats 
and spritzed Helia in the face as she walked in.

Helia rubbed the milk from her eyes, "Hey!  Watch where you aim those 
things, sister!"

Milky giggled a goofy cartoonish giggle, "Sooorrryyy."

"My, you've certainly filled out nicely."  Helia turned around to see the 
Captain and Spork arriving to join her for dinner.  Spork's pants looked 
very happy to see her.

She giggled, "Yeah, this outfit brings out the Baloona in me."

He winked at her and patted her on her inflated bottom, "Glad to see it.  
Let's order shall we?"

They all sat down at a table and a waiter wearing a hat with little horns on 
it took his order.  To celebrate the special occasion of Helia's visit, they 
ordered the Captain's Special, a McBeefy Feast.  A platter of Herd Burgers 
came out with fries and Milky Shakes.  Then an order of Herd Tacos, 
Spaghetti with Herd Meatballs, Herd Steak, and for dessert a big Milky 
McCheesecake with an extra large Milky Sundae.

Helia couldn't believe that the only place to eat on the ship was a fast 
food restaurant, but the food turned out to be so good she couldn't get 
enough.  All those beef and dairy foods were beginning to have an effect on 
her.  Her reaction to her stretchy space uniform had made her puff up with 
air, but now she was starting to feel heavier.  By the end of the meal, all 
of the extra air inside her had been replaced with real Helia meat, and she 
had even gained a few more inches all around to boot.

As she drank the last sip of her Milky Shake she rubbed her stuffed tummy 
and felt an odd sensation in her belly.  She could feel four bumps through 
the fabric of her uniform and her belly slowly started to rise.

"Oh no, not again!"

"What's wrong, Helia?"

"Good Lord!  She's got an udder!"

Helia looked embarrassed as her newly sprouted udder slowly filled out, 
looking like a pregnant belly full of octuplets.  She had been able to hide 
it by pretending to be pregnant before, but in her stretchy skin time space 
uniform there was no hiding the four big teats poking into the fabric. "It's 
another condition I have.  This food must have triggered it.  It was so good 
I couldn't get enough!  Where did you get this stuff?"

The pimply-faced teen waiter replied, "Milky McBeefy only uses the finest 
beef and dairy products in the known universe, milked from our Herd cows 
daily."

"She cannae take much more of this, Captain!"

"Dammit, Snotty, I thought I told Nurse Goodbody to report to my quarters!"

"Not her, ya billygoat!  Tha ship is under attack!"

"What!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the ship was jolted.  Everyone leaned to 
the left and then leaned to the right in unison.   It felt like the ship had 
stopped moving.  Helia's milk-filled breasts and udder had continued to 
move, however, sloshing quite audibly.

"I tried ta tell ya but ya turned off me comm when I was showin' tha good 
Nurse me thrust!"

The ship was jolted again.

"What was tha...Ooo!"  The Captain's face was thrown into Helia's cleavage.  
Or at least, it seemed like a good excuse to throw his face into her 
cleavage.  She experienced an expert groping for a good few minutes before 
the ship was jolted again.

The Captain, annoyed at the interruption flipped open his communicator.  
"Spork, what's going on up there?  Spork?!  Answer me!  Oh, my God!  They've 
killed Spork!"

"I'm right here, Captain."

"Why aren't you on the bridge, you fool?!"

"I was going to try to shove my face between Helia's breasts but I see 
someone has beaten me to it."

"Oh...Um...Er...Ahem."  He flipped open his communicator again, "Are there 
any extras on the bridge?"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Good, tell me what's going on up there."

"We're caught in a tractor beam!  We've been boarded!   The attacking ship, 
it's...it's...it's the...AHHHHHHHHH!"

The communication was interrupted by static and then there was the sound of 
a booming voice,"WE ARE THE HERD.  YOU WILL BE HOMOGENIZED. "

Helia looked shocked.  "The HERD???  You mean, the Herd as in yummy Herd 
Burgers and Milky Shakes the Herd???"

The reinforced steel doors to the mess hall were suddenly ripped open by 
brute force and in stepped a seven foot tall hulking black minotaur creature 
wearing nothing but a bulging loin cloth, eyes fierce red, and nostrils 
puffing steam like a locomotive.

Everyone shouted in unison, "OH SHIT!!!!"

The creature scraped the floor with its hooves a couple times, let out a 
mighty MOO and began to charge.  Everyone in the room was paralyzed with 
fear.  It was heading right for the Milky McBeefy mascot of all people.

Spork flipped on his communicator, "Snotty!  Beam everyone who isn't a bull 
to the bridge now!"

The room was filled with shimmering lights and everyone suddenly 
disappeared.  The charging minotaur tried to brake but it's hooves skidding 
along the slippery floor and he went flying over the service counter into 
the pots and pans hanging in the kitchen.

Meanwhile all the crew, Helia, and the Milky McBeefy mascot were back on the 
bridge.  The extra at the helm was knocked unconscious.  Spork pushed him 
aside while the Captain took command.

"The Herd cube has us caught in a tractor beam, Captain."

"On screen!"

The screen flickered and showed a massive block of Swiss cheese.

"Fire photon torpedoes!"

"No effect, Captain."

The Milky McBeefy mascot interjected, "Uh. It's already full of holes.  How 
can you tell? Hey!  Who's pulling on my udder squirt gun?"

Cough, hack, and wheeze. "Oops!  Sorry, I thought you were Helia.  Hee hee!" 
cackled Dr. Crabs.

Helia was getting more and more confused and worried, "So we've been eating 
their people?  That's barbaric!"

Spork explained, "No no. We don't actually eat them.  Milk is what our 
Replicators run on.  Using milk, we can make any type of food we desire.   A 
few years ago, the Milky McBeef Corporation invented this technology and 
made a deal with the Herd cattle planet of Minos to hire their bustiest 
cows.  These cows were given bovine growth hormones to boost their milk 
output to become the bustiest and milkiest cows in the universe.  
Unfortunately, the pay was so good, none of these cows ever decided to 
return to Minos, causing the Great Minos Milk Drought of '97.   Ever since 
then, Minos has been at war, raiding our ships, stealing whatever cows they 
can find."

Hack, cough, "The way I hear it, them Minotaurs are just miffed we took all 
the busty ones," wheezed Dr. Crabs.

"Wait a minute! Does that mean all the food I've eaten, even the pasta, is 
full of bovine growth hormone?"

"That's right, but don't worry.  You'd have to be part cow for it to have 
any effect on you."

Helia rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "Oh great! No wonder my udder 
is back."

Just then, the doors to the bridge were suddenly ripped off and the Minotaur 
from the mess hall stormed in, a metal pot stuck to his head where his horn 
had pierced through it.  He surveyed the room, snorting loudly.

"Spork!"  The Captain commanded, "Vary the shield frequencies!  Break us out 
of that tractor beam!"

"Aye, Captain."

"Snotty, lock on to this Minotaur and beam him back to his ship!  We're 
going to make a run for it!"

"Aye, Captain!"

Some extras tried to stun the minotaur with phasers, but they had no effect. 
  He just tossed them aside like rag dolls.

The Milky McBeefy mascot was panick stricken.  The thing had come right at 
her in the mess hall.  It was sure to do unspeakable things to her, as a 
representative of Milky McBeefy.

"Think, Milky.Think. What would McGuiver do?  Ah ha!"  She pulled off her 
mascot head, stuck it on an unsuspecting Helia and dashed out through the 
smashed bridge door.

"Hey!  I can't see in this thing!  Get it off me!"

The Minotaur spun around, seeing Helia with her huge breasts and udder.  He 
suddenly had a goofy smile on his face and a dreamy look in his eyes, too 
smitten with Helia's figure to notice that she didn't have a tail and was 
struggling to pull the cow mask off her head.   With his massive arms he 
picked her right up by her waist and tossed her over his shoulder just as 
Snotty finally managed to get a transporter lock and both disappeared in a 
shimmering light as the Starship Supersize broke free of the tractor beam 
and shot halfway across the galaxy before they could put on the brakes.  The 
giant block of swiss cheese was out of sensor range and nowhere in sight.  
The crew sat silently glancing at one another.

"I'm not going to tell, Horatio.  It's not my fault.  You guys tell him."

"I'm not telling him!  Justin can tell him."

"I'm just the freakin bus boy, I don't even work on the bridge for Pete's 
sake!  You're the Captain, YOU tell him!"

MEANWHILE, ON THE HERD CUBE...

"Oof!  Put me down you big ox!"

"Hee hee hee!  Yousa cute one.  Me can't wait to get you back to Minos where 
you belong."  Helia had become a little plump and extra full of milk thanks 
to her hormone laden dinner, yet this Minotaur was handling her like a rag 
doll, embracing her in a bear hug with her feet full y 18 inches above the 
floor.  She was kicking her legs and grazed the bulge under his loin cloth.

"Good Lord, he's got a third leg under there," she thought to herself.

He carried her a long distance to a small room that looked like a large bed 
chamber and set her down, just as she finally managed to get that stupid 
costume off her head.

"Look!  I'm not a cow, okay!  See, I'm half Baloona half Earth girl!"

The Minotaur looked at her a moment, scratching his chin and then smiled, 
prodding her udder gently with one hoof.  "You look like you half cow too.  
That good enough for Basher."

Helia glanced down.  "Shoot! He's got me there," she thought.  "Uh, that's 
not an udder," she lied, "I'm pregnant.  Yeah, that's it!  Pregnant!"

Basher laughed, "Okay, if you pregnant you no need milking."  He grabbed a 
large milking machine that was in the room and pushed it out into the hall 
with his hoof.  "We will see."  And with that he closed the door and locked 
her in.

Helia pounded and kicked the door and jiggled the handle but there was no 
answer and no getting out, so she sat on the side of the bed, looking 
defeated.  Her stomach gurgled a bit, still digesting dinner.   And then she 
noticed the sensation.  Her breasts were slowly swelling larger, filling 
with milk.  Her udder was growing too, pushing her cleavage up to her chin.

"Uh oh!"

She moved her legs apart and her udder began to sag between them as it grew. 
  Her amazing space uniform was still stretching, but still firm and helping 
to support her expanding endowments.  Her udder eventually bulged out and 
sagged until it touched the floor as she sat on the edge of the bed.  The 
weight of her equally large breasts pulled her forward on top of it and 
them, and she bobbed there, sloshing up and down as though lying on a water 
bed, except each had easily enough milk to fill a waterbed on its own.

"Help!  Basher!  Somebody?  Anybody!  Mmm...mmm...Moooo!"  She covered her 
mouth, surprised at the sound that came out.  "What is happening to me?"

The door finally opened and Basher came in, looking delighted.  "I knew you 
was cow!  Wow, yousa big cow too!  Biggest Basher seen!"

"I'm moooo not a cow!"

He seemed excited to see her filling out this way.  His loincloth began to 
rise up on its own and the hugest rod Helia had ever seen began to peek out. 
It was about two feet long and as thick as her arm.  He licked his lips and 
walked around behind her, feeling around her back for a way into the 
seamless unitard.

"What are you...moooo...doooing?"

He must have found an emergency release button or maybe the garment had had 
enough, because suddenly it burst with a loud FWAP into a shower of patches 
of blue-gray fabric, fluttering to the ground like confetti.  As she wobbled 
naked on her milky udders she felt him grasp her hips and probe her kitty 
with the tip of his massive rod, slowly guiding it in, stretching her out 
with it's girth.

"Moooo! I said I'm not a cow!"

He slid himself in and out gently, a little deeper each time, climbing onto 
her udder with her as she continued to grow.  She half moaned, half-moo'ed 
as he began to pick up the pace, bouncing against her soft rump, which had 
also filled out a little more.

"I said...I'm not a cow! I'm not a...WHOA BABY! Yeah, I'm a cow! I'm a cow! 
Moooo!" This bull was good. Good and huge. There was no arguing with that. 
He felt great and her excitement was triggering the bovine hormones in her 
that only a real steer could awaken.  She hardly noticed her ears becoming 
longer, fuzzy, and floppy or the little horns beginning to grow from the 
side of her head, or the tufted tail that had suddenly sprouted from her 
backside.  She continued to grow, dwarfing everything in the room, including 
the massive bull riding her.  Soon, she felt her nipples touch the wall, and 
then all the walls as the room boxed her in, her breasts and udder filling 
it completely, her soft warm pillows engulfing her with darkness and the 
sound of hundreds of gallons of milk rocking within her like an ocean.

As pressure began to build, there was suddenly light again, and she glanced 
around, realizing she'd been teleported into another, larger room.  In fact, 
a massive room, at the core of the enormous ship.  She felt as though she 
was floating in zero gravity and could feel suction on her nipples and all 
four of her teats, as though she were connected to some kind of milking 
machine. Glancing back, she noticed that Basher was gone.

"Where am I?"

There was a loud booming voice coming out of nowhere, like before, "YOU ARE 
AT THE CORE OF THE CUBE."

She felt her bottom and her head. "My ears! I have a tail! What's happening 
to me?"

"YOU HAVE BEEN HOMOGENIZED. YOU ARE HELIA MOO OF THE HERD."

"What?  Are you crazy? Take mooooooo...I mean take me home!"

"WE ARE TAKING YOU HOME TO MINOS WHERE YOU BELONG.  THERE YOUR MILK WILL BE 
ENDLESS.  ALL THE UNIVERSE WILL SEEK MINOS FOR YOUR MILK."

"You ARE crazy!  Turn this thing off!  Let me go!"

"AS YOU WISH."

Helia heard the sound of machinery powered down and felt the suction on her 
nipples stop.  But as soon as the flow slowed to a halt she began to balloon 
out of control.  The endless void at the center of the massive Herd ship 
didn't seem quite so endless as her udder and breasts rapidly expanded as 
far as her eyes could see.

"Turn it back on!  Turn it back on!"

The machinery powered back on and her massive expansion stopped, but she 
didn't shrink at all.   She felt like she was attached to two zeppelins and 
a hot air balloon.

"YOU ARE STILL FILLING WITH MILK.  OUR SHIP MUST REACH MINOS BEFORE YOU 
OUTGROW ITS HULL."

On a floating screen was an image of the ship speeding toward Minos.  It was 
leaving a floating streaming of Helia's milk in it's wake, since storing it 
would slow them down.  She sighed nervously, feeling her skin stretch as she 
continued to fill with milk in spite of the powerful suction of the ships 
milking machines.

By the time they finally reached Minos, Helia's girth had disabled the ship. 
  It was on autopilot as a flurry of emergency lifepods ejected on the 
approach to the planet.  Her milky flesh was bulging out of every hole in 
the swiss cheese hull of the giant cube and just as it achieved orbit the 
cube exploded into thousands of little chunks of cheese.  Just as Helia was 
about to scream in panic a face mask on the end of a hose came out of 
nowhere and attached to her face, providing air to breathe.  Without the 
suction of the ship, she began to balloon out of control again, becoming 
massive in seconds.  The hose from the mask trailed off to a space station 
in orbit of the planet.  More hoses fired out of the station, these with 
giant suction cups, each of which latched onto Helia's nipples and teats 
just in time.  A few seconds later and the cups would have been too small.  
Instantly, the station, in fact, the largest pumping station ever built, 
began its tremendous suction.  Her growth slowed and then finally stopped, 
but the pump was not milking her fast enough to cause any reduction in her 
size.

Her udder and each of her breasts had ballooned to the size of small moons.  
As she gazed out over the horizon of her breasts, she could see a massive 
pipeline leading from the space station down to the planet below, and the 
oceans gradually turning white.

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