Chapter #11Back on Earth by: Zuul   The following week finds you back on Earth and pushing forward with the Zhipthog plan of conquering the planet. You have seen where the news outlets in one way or another have been reporting on your new and puzzling ( to the humans ) behavior . The original Kates' agent had been calling you hourly since you returned to Earth. The mentions of your new human name had increased a thousand fold in the daily broadcasts from Earth since your return.
" What are you doing Kate?" your agent asked. " I know what your doing...your making it impossible for me to do my job, that's what." she added. " How am I supposed to get you new jobs when you are associating with a known pornographer...a...a... suspected sex trader... a pimp? Huh? You tell me." the agent demanded. " I know no publicity is bad publicity, but this is too much Kate." the agent pleaded into the phone.
" Calm down Maria." you commanded. " T-Plows is a good man."
" Tyrone Jefferson is a criminal... a pimp. He probably sells drugs too!" Maria countered.
"T-Plows is my fiance' ." You corrected. Once coming back to Earth you found out more about the body your Zhipthog mate occupied. She hadn't exactly lied about what the real Tyrone Jefferson did, but she had extremely glossed over the details. Using terms like " he was a breeder..." and " he was a builder ". Your mate had a wicked sense of humor and you suspected it had to do with the media uproar about your relationship once you came back to Earth. She most likely knew you would pick a pretty celebrity body for yourself and decided to pick a body that would only give you problems as a joke.
" Maria, I am going to be Mrs. Jefferson soon. Deal with it."
" Kate..." Maria started before interrupting herself. " It is not helpful for you to be associated with a suspected criminal. Add to that the fact that you two have both been carrying on an affair behind your spouses' back and that adds up to no one wanting to hire you. You have to break it off with him."
" Maria, " you tell her, " This is what I pay you for. Do your job, even with the drawbacks. Besides..." you trail off scanning your host memories on how to phrase your races' plans to conquer Earth with out giving the plan away. "...Besides I am working on a new project anyway. I won't go into details with you but know I really don't need the work right now. " you inform her.
" What does that mean Kate... " she begins , but you were growing tired of this exchange once again and disconnected the call.
Walking over to the bar in the room, you pour yourself a shot of vodka, on ice. Once you have you take the bottle and proceed to the couch in the room and stretch out on it. Once you had absorbed all of Kates' brain you found yourself experiencing more of her habits and mannerisms bleeding through into your personality. You were still in total control of this body, as her brain was replaced by your old Zhiphtogian body, but the memories you took from her in your metamorphosis had changed your own mental state. Such as drinking the spirits in your hand. You would never have done anything to dull your senses as TX47 , but you as Kate Beckinsale liked to do it once in a while. Such as when your agent calls bitching about your boyfriend. You have picked up her words, speech patterns, and even her affinity for custom stilts. " High heels, " you said aloud as you raised your long, jeans clad leg to admire the pair you are currently wearing. You no longer felt like you were walking down a hill when you were walking in them. They were just normal to you now.
As you take a sip of the vodka, feeling its intoxicating burn flowing down your throat and into your stomach, you think about your first full day back on Earth as the Human Kate Beckinsale. You remember when you told Kates husband , Micheal, that you no longer wanted him as a mate and had found a superior male to be your mate. You feel your chest tighten once again as you remember the heartbreak Kates daughter Lily cursed you for throwing her father out. Lily was not your daughter, but you had a biological and mental empathy to her causing you to experience some of the emotions Kate would have felt at the verbal onslaught. Lily was Kates' daughter, not TX47s' , but TX47 was Kate Beckinsale now, so Lily was your daughter too. Reliving the experience in your now human mind caused you to unconsciously take another swig of the alcohol.
Then you thought about when TZ2...uh T-Plows moved in with you. About how you and she violated the sanctity of Kates marital bed nightly, attempting to breed the first of a new race of Zhipthogian hybrids. You thought about how disappointed you were when you realized that the former owner of your new body had been chemically making herself barren with something called birth control. How it would take months for your body to purge it from your system. That didn't stop you from performing the act at any opportunity though, and both you and T-Plows found it to be a pleasurable way to pass the time until it did. Thinking about T-Plows and how her dark skin contrasted so much again yours while performing acts of mating, caused your body to begin to warm all over in a now familiar feeling. You knew that you were becoming 'turned on ' only thinking about sex. You wished T-Plows was home now, but your free hand slowly slid down your abdomen as the other began holding the glass now containing only ice to your forehead. Deftly from practice, your hand unbuttoned your jeans, and worked its way past the lace and silk underwear you were wearing. You slowly began to rub the nub at the top of your vagina and were about to slid a finger into your opening when you hear your Zhipthogian communicator chirping. Taking a moment to collect yourself you quickly answer it.
" TX47 ." you keep it short when you answer it.
" TX47...what took you so long to answer? What were you doing? " the voice at the other end asked.
" I... uh... was exploring my new humanity." you get out , barely being able to answer. The idea of being caught playing with your new body causing you to become flush for some reason. ' It must be more of her latent memories bleeding through' you think to yourself.
" Nevermind that." the voice answered. " The Admiral wants to see you. He wants to know the progress you and TZ28 had made. Stand by for teleport."
" Aye,aye. Ready for teleport." you say as the teleporter grabs you and beams you on board the Zhiptogian flagship.
" TX47 reporting for the Admiral. " you say as you step off the teleport pad. "Follow me," a short , grey, Zhipthogian security officer said as he turned and led you out into the corridor. On the way to see the Admiral, the security officer begins to chit chat with you.
" The whole ship has been talking about how stunning the body you have chosen is Sir. I have to admit I was skeptical about it. I can see I was wrong now. Whats it like being so large and physically powerful now Sir." the officer asked.
TX47 smiled as he looked down at the comparably small officer. He couldn't believe how bigger he felt than all of his species in his new body. He even had to take small steps to keep from flat out running him. " I am not really that big or strong by Earth standards officer. I am considered fit for a Human female, but the males down there are even bigger and stronger. You will see what I am talking about when your turn to pick a Human host comes. " You respond.
" Oh I can't wait Sir! " He replies. " I hope to get one of the celebrity females like you and the Admiral have Sir!" The officer says with hope in his large , black, almond shaped eyes.
" Don't worry, there are seven billion Humans on the planet. Seeing as we Zhipthogians are down to less than a million I am sure you will find a nice body for yourself... " you say to him before adding " ...the Admiral has taken a host already?"
" Yes Sir. A female celebrity like yourself. He is quite beautiful too, but your host has him beat." the officer answers before stopping at a door. " Here you are Sir. The Admiral is waiting for you inside.
You proceed inside and the Admiral immediately asks you, " TX47 what is your Earth designation?"
You snap to attention and say " Kathrin Beckinsale Sir! I go by Kate though! " You notice the Admiral has indeed taken a female celebrity host as his own, recognizing him as ...
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