Galaxy: The Cryxian Galaxy

System: Cryx Star System

Planet: Cryzx

Distance Traveled Since Last Stop: 500 Light Years

Targets: The Bisa Sisters aka (The Swamp Triplets)

Threat Level: Low

Planetary Hazards: Flora/environment has varying affects upon consumption. Avoid if possible.

As Mitra read off the last line of her Mission briefing, Zarel turned and got up out of her comfy captains chair and began making her way over to the Command Deck entrance. “Thank you Mitra for the thorough report. Girls, the planet we are about to land on will be like nothing we’ve seen before. We know the triplets here are on the friendlier side but we do not know much about the other inhabitants and this planet has some of the most unique creatures and flora in the entire universe. So please be on alert at all times, and make sure we take every precaution.”

“Copy that!” Mitra and Rolas said in unison while saluting their sister.

“Good. Now let’s get suited up in our new tactical gear that Rolas designed for us. We will be landing in less than an hour.”

(A little bit later after landing on Cryzx)

“Hey Rolas?”

“Yeah Mitra?”

“Is there a reason you made my new gear like three sizes too small? This latex is giving me a wedgie and my boobs feel like they are going to explode out of it at any moment.” Mitra said adjusting her outfit.

“That suit was made to the exact dimensions you gave me. Maybe you put on a couple of pounds.” Rolas said as she used her new robotic arm to cut through the thick jungle canopy.

“Uh! I have not put on weight! If anything I’m in better shape now than I’ve ever been. I think you made my suit small because you wanted revenge for me wearing you as my beach outfit back on Cholei. Look I said I’m sorry a million times. And if I could find the bangles and earrings that your left arm was made into I-“

“Can we stop talking about that embarrassing incident please! I’m grateful that you at least restored most of my body and my new bionic arm is honestly an upgrade so let’s just drop it, ok?” Rolas said flustered.

Little did either sister know that each was hiding their true feelings about  that incident. Rolas secretly enjoyed being nothing but Beach wear for her gorgeous sister to show off. Plus, it was oddly pleasurable to be that tightly wrapped around someone else’s body. Meanwhile, Mitra had actually found her sister’s missing bangles/earrings/left arm not too long ago, but noticed how much Rolas liked her new metallic appendage and decided to repurpose the items into a sexy black thong that she was currently wearing.

Back to the task at hand, Zarel suddenly puts a hand up telling the other two to stop as she saw a peculiar sight. “Zee, what are we stopped for?”

Zarel shooshed her sister again trying to make out what was happening in front of her. The sisters had reached an open area of the jungle, where a rather large swampy bog took up most of the area. Near the other side of the bog, was three green skinned girls that looked similar and a couple of other rather strange looking creatures. Zarel asked Rolas to come forward and use her bionic arm to scan the group of creatures to identify them.  Rolas held her bionic arm up and suddenly it shifted form into a cylindrical rod with a rounded tip that a red laser came out of in a flat line. She ran it over the gathering of people and instantly her arm glowed and words appeared on the side of it.

“It appears the three green slimy looking women are the Bisa Sisters,

Bryn, Brae, and Bree. The others are just various creatures that inhabit this planet. What’s strange is that all of them share the same base level DNA, but then it branches off into different mutations. Bizarre.”

“Well if that’s our targets. Let’s go say hi.” Mitra said very chipper like.

Before Zarel or Rolas could stop her, Mitra was up out of the bushes and walking towards the bog. Zarel and Rolas shared eye contact before rolling their eyes and following their sister.

“Hi everyone! How’s it going? My name is Mitra and these are my sisters, Rolas and Zarel. We’re from the planet Trilan far away from here and just wanted to stop by and meet you all on our trip through space.”

Zarel was nervous by how much information her sister had just given the group of people who suddenly were staring daggers at them. As she tried to assess her environment for escape routes, she looked back and saw the three sisters across the bog dive in one after another and begin swimming through the thick goopy liquid towards them.  Once on the other side of the bog, Bree, Brae, and Bryn slowly stepped out of the bog and shook their heads, sending black and green goop everywhere. While Zarel and Rolas were a bit uneasy about the green women approaching, Mitra couldn’t take her eyes off of them, finding their demeanor and presence to be infatuating for some reason.

Even though they were technically triplets, each of the Bisa sisters had their own unique look. Bree, the shortest of the three, had slick green skin, purple, spiky hair that was in a messy pixie cut style, and what appeared to be thorns protruding from her shoulders and running all the way down the outsides of her arms. She wore a black neck choker that had a purple medallion hanging from it that flowed slightly, and she was wearing a tight green leather bralette with similar leather bikini shorts.

Brae, was the tallest of the three and the most elegant looking. She like her sister had greenish skin, but that was where the similarities ended. She had her short green hair done up in a bun and parted down the middle of the bangs, while she also wore an intricate looking headband adorned by black roses. As for her outfit, she wore a green, shoulder-less dress that appeared to be made from local flora on the planet. It showed off her cleavage quite nicely as well.

Then there was Bryn, the middle sister that was average height, but a little more heavyset than her sisters. Again, she also has green skin, but as for hairstyles, she was rocking a buzz cut with a spiky ponytail on the backside, and her hair was striped green and black.  She was wearing black ornamental earrings and had a tattoo on her left shoulder.  Like her sisters, she also was into wearing leather, as she was wearing black leather gloves that tan all the way up passed her elbows and a black strapless bralette that showed off her impressive cleavage.  All three sisters were equally stunning and intimidating standing in front of Zarel, Mitra, and Rolas.

As the Bisa sisters approached the three strangers on their planet, Rolas prepared for a fight, but quickly let her guard down when the green sisters let out a high pitch squeal before rushing over to the space triplets to greet them. “Oh my gosh, you’re the famous triplets of Trilan! Eeh! You’re even more beautiful in person. Don’t you agree sis?” Bryn said as she gushed over the gorgeous strangers.

“I totally agree Bryn. Especially the shy tough one in the back. She’s sexy.” Bree said as she gave a flirty wink at Rolas, who couldn’t help but blush.

“Girls, let’s not overwhelm our guests. Even if they are a snack to look at. Hi girls. My names Brae, which is short for Braelyx. My cute short sister over there is Bree, short for Breeskálina. And my adorable and funny sister to her right is Bryn, short for Brynwen. We weren’t expecting you to be here so suddenly, but we always welcome new guests on our planet, and you couldn’t have shown up at a better time, because we are just about to start the festivities for our annual Cryzxian Bog Bash, the oldest festival on our planet.

Zarel and Rolas looked at Brae with a perplexed looked, while Mitra had a look of intrigue. “A bog bash? Sounds dirty.” Rolas said.

Mitra gave her a soft jab on the shoulder, “Rolas, that’s so rude! I’m sorry for that, she can be a stick in the mud sometimes.” Her accidental pun got a giggle out of Bryn and Bree. “I for one think a Bog Bash sounds amazing, and I would love to join you in celebrating.”

Hearing Mitra’s eagerness made the Bisa sisters happy, and then they turned to Zarel, to see what her thoughts were.

Zarel felt obligated to respond to the multiple eyes staring at her, “Yeah, sure why not. Sounds like it could be fun.” Her response thrilled the green sisters who immediately brought the other three over to the other side of the bog to introduce them to the various villagers that were setting up decorations and activities for the festival. Zarel hadn’t noticed from the far side of the bog, but there was a lot more people gathered at this bog than she expected. She figured at least 20-30 different creatures were mingling while setting up the festival. “Hey Brae, I noticed we’re not really close to any village or cities. Why did you all decide to choose this Bog for the festival?”

“Well, our main village, Bisa Bisa Plaza, is about 5 miles from here, but this Bog is always chosen for the festival because it is a very special Bog.”

“Really? What’s so special about this swamp?” Rolas said which got her another jab from Mitra.

Brae smiled at Rolas’s question, “Well, this is the oldest Bog on the planet, dating back 500,000 years. Not only is it the oldest, but it also has unique chemical properties that are very transformative.” She said the last part with a small grin on her face, knowing she would get a follow up question.

“Transformative properties? Like figuratively or…” Zarel asked curiously.

“More like, physically. The chemical makeup of the swamp can alter the DNA of anyone who enters it. Well, anyone who is willing to stay in the bog for long durations that is. Or if you ingest any of the Bog.”

“Wow, so is that why it seems like there are so many unique inhabitants here?” Rolas asked.

Brae nodded, “Yep, centuries ago, we all were from the same species, but over time, from genetic mutations, new species branched off until what you see in front of you now.”

“That’s so cool!” Mitra said.

“Indeed it is. And you’re lucky you showed up today, because the first activity is starting shortly, and it’s one of the most popular festival activities every year. It’s the crowning of our annual Bog Queen.”

“Ooh, Bog Queen. Sign me up!”

“Really Mitra? You don’t even know what being Bog Queen entails.”

“Don’t care. The chance to be queen is all I care about. Plus, I’m sure there’s a cute tiara and sash for the winner, right?”

Brae nodded, “There is indeed. But this isn’t your typical beauty pageant. The way to become Bog queen is to outlast the other competitors in a breath holding challenge while submerged in the middle of the bog.”

“Seriously?” Zarel asked.

“Yep, last one holding their breath in the bog is crowned queen. The rest try again the next year.”

“But what about the transformative properties of the bog? Do the competitors not care?”

“Nope. In fact, it’s a great honor to  receive a new mutation from the Bog. Some entries ingest some Bog liquid on purpose to transform themselves slightly. That’s how me and my sisters gained our unique green skin coloring.”

“You partook in this competition?”

“Yep, we all did the same year. Bryn ended up winning by holding her breath for 15 minutes.”

Bryn gave the girls a big smile hearing about her amazing feat, “Yep. It was so much fun to do.”

As Zarel and Rolas looked at the bog questioningly, Mitra was excited to join in on the fun. “Alright, I’m in.”

“What?!?” Her sister said in unison. “You’re joking right?”

No way! I think it sounds like a lot of fun. Plus, you know me. If there’s a chance to be named queen of something I won’t stop until I win. By the end of today they will call me Mitra, Queen of the Bogs!”

“Ok, but do you think you can honestly hold your breath long enough to beat these other people who have participated in this event their whole lives?”

Mitra gave Rolas a smug grin, “Yep, because I have a secret weapon that none of them do. And that’s my body’s malleable abilities. You see, I’ve been working on controlling my bodies flexible properties, and I recently discovered I can reshape my body into a giant spherical form that is very good at retaining air, similar to a balloon.”

“So you plan to turn yourself into a balloon to win? Ok, now I have to see this.” Rolas said.

“Laugh all you want, but if I take a big enough breath, I can fill my balloon shaped body with enough air to win easily. The only issues I will have is keeping myself from opening my mouth and releasing the air, and figuring out how to keep my balloon body submerged in the Bog and not bobbing at the top.”

“The first ones easy to solve. Turn yourself into a balloon before you go out into the bog and one of us can pinch your lips together so they don’t open. Then we’ll give you a push out to the center of the Bog.” Zarel suggested.

“Ok, but then I have to find a way to stay submerged. Wait, I know how. I’ll use one of my new suit’s special features that Rolas added. You know what, I think this is gonna be a breeze.” Mitra said with absolute confidence before the three sisters went over to help the villagers finalize to decorations and booths for the festival.

(An hour later)

Brae with her sister standing next to her approached the podium next to the bog. “Welcome everyone to the annual Cryzx Bog Bash!  We are very excited this year for many reasons, and one of those is that we have very special guests here with us today. Please give a warm welcome to the Triplets of Trilan, Mitra, Rolas, and Zarel!” The crowd clapped loudly for their guests.

“In fact, Mitra has volunteered to take part in our first competition, the crowning of our Bog Queen.” The crowd once again broke out in a loud cheer. “So without further ado, can we please have the Bog Queen contestants lineup at the edge of the Bog.”

Shortly, about 15 villagers of various shapes and sizes stepped forward to take part in the competition, while Mitra was already by the Bog surrounded by her sisters. “Ok, you ready Mitra?”

“Mhm, let’s do this. Once I go balloon form, Zarel you pinch my mouth shut. And make sure it is sealed well. I don’t want to lose this.”

“Ok, whenever you’re ready, I’m ready.”

With the plan in place, Mitra began her process of transforming herself into her balloon form. First she closed her eyes and took a couple of calming breaths before taking one massive inhale. As she inhaled, Zarel and Rolas were shocked to see Mitra’s body expanding and rounding out into a massive orb. After only a few seconds of inhaling, Mitra’s body had completely changed shape. Her arms and legs had been completely sucked into her new form and all of her facial features and her perky breasts seemed like they were merely 2-dimensional features painted onto an inflated orb. The only feature not flattened was her plump lips that almost looked like the opening of a balloon now.

Once Mitra stopped expanding, she gave Zarel a wink from her giant exercise ball sized body, which indicated to her that Mitra was ready for her lips to be sealed. However, Rolas thought it would be funny to step in and seal Mitra’s lips shut like you would an actual balloon, plus it would be a form of payback for spending time as Mitra’s beach ware. Rolas grabbed Mitra’s lips firmly in her grip and stretched them out before tying them into a tight knot, making for sure that Mitra wouldn’t need to worry about opening her mouth in the middle of the competition.  Once Mitra’s lips were tied shut, Rolas gave her a playful wink before giving her round body a nice shove out into the middle of the bog.

“Hey, what was that about? She asked me to seal her shut.”

“Yeah, but this way makes sure she wins. Plus, it’s funny seeing her lips tied in a knot. Hehe.” Rolas said as she watched her round sister bobbing in the middle of the bog.

After the rest of the competitors made their way into the Bog, Mitra prepared to enact the second phase of her winning game plan. One of the bonus features of the new skinsuit Rolas made for Mitra, was a well hidden grappling hook that she can shoot out from any part of her suit. And what better way to test it out than now.

Brae approached the pedestal once all of the competitors were ready, “Alright, if everyone is ready. Let the coronation of this year’s Bog Queen commence!” She yelled before a gunshot went off to start the competition.

As the other women inhaled and plunged under the surface of the Bog, Mitra prepared herself and swiftly shot out a metal tipped grappling hook towards the bottom of the Bog. As the hook reached the mucky base of the Bog, it pierced the nutrient depleted soil and held firm.  Feeling that she was now attached to the base, Mitra activated her grappling hooks other ability, and soon Mitra’s round body began submerging below the mossy surface of the Bog. However, Mitra overestimated how quickly the grappling hook would pull her under, and before she knew it, Mitra’s balloon form was basically touching the bottom of the Bog. It wasn’t exactly how she envisioned her plan working out, but she was below the surface of the Bog and she had plenty of air to win by a landslide so she was already imagining herself standing in front of everyone in her gorgeous Bog Queen gown and tiara.  Little did she know, her coronation was going to be way more transformative than she could’ve ever imagined.