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Veronica 'Milk Tank' Stevens! Ace pilot and frequent lactator was hand picked by the upper brass when humans attempted to replicate Heart Technology brought to Earth by the alien space princess, Venus Aa'Reela.

These bright eyed scientists dreamed of a world where travel to the stars was as common place as trips to the store. All of it powered with the clean energetic orgasms of their bosomy pilots.

The test flights were standing room only.

However, one aspect of Heart tech that the scientists failed to understand was the same orgasmic powers that gave them lift also needed the key energy stored in Heart breastmilk to keep them going. And even with it, crashes and misadventures were common!

So it was when Captain Stevens blasted off into the wild blue yonder in her X-44H super rocket! At first, the mission seemed to be going fine. All the indicator lights were blinking, and Veronica was riding a great orgasmic wave right past Saturn in the blink of an eye.

But then the grasper in her p*ssy went berserk. Orgasm after orgasm rolled through her, the ship's computers went haywire, and in a flash, she was gone.

By the time Veronica was able to calm herself down and open her eyes, she found herself on a very different planet. Her instruments were shattered in the crash. Where ever she was, this was going to be home now.

She took inventory. Her G-Cup Suit was torn across the chest, her ample breasts bursting out of the restricting synthetic fabric, and her bottom was sore from the ride of her life that literally took her across the galaxy.

She just had enough time to notice a massive shadow pass over her cockpit, then WHAM! Something big and soft and heavy slammed against the glass.

She looked up, a scream reflectively exploding from her lips!

BREASTS! Breasts the size of truck tires were pressing against the window.

She didn't know where she was, but she knew this, whoever these ...Amazonian women were, her 44H were no match for what they were carrying!

Congratulations to Body Mage Bill for coming in 3rd place last weekend! I loved working on this idea, and it really let me work out my new equipment. Comic book lovers will notice the flysuit is a nod to Wally Wood's female astronauts, who always wore similarly curve hugging suits.

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Stevie J

Will we see more of Captain Steven's sexy misadventure?

Karmagik

Amazing concept. Beautiful ladies. Wonderfully executed!

David Rudisill

"Put your huge ass titties on me, you damned sexy giant ass women!"--me if I were the Charlton Heston on this Planet of the Amazons. Why no, I'm NOT coming back to my own world! I'm going to be breeding generations of huge Amazon women with boobs the size of a Taco Bell restaurant. Like the slogan of the Peace Corps goes, "It's the toughest job you'll ever love." Great work on this utopian sci-fi story.

Curiousonlooker

So she needs to be pumped as well to keep the machine stable?

John Storm

Hi, wow, a very nice story. Given her size, she could easily pass for their child. Maybe she's adopted for them :D. As with the other works, I really like the unique drawing style 😘

UDDERScomix

Yes. With Heart tech, orgasms are like the ignitor, and breastmilk is the fuel.

UDDERScomix

A true Utopia! And now I'll be smiling all day thinking about Charlton's voice saying that! XD

UDDERScomix

Thank you! The idea just came to me. I was like. Spaceships have cockpits...cockpits have glass windows....Amazons have giant boobs.....I know! XD

UDDERScomix

I'm glad you liked it! I had a real blast working on it!